Open Poetry #40 |
Slow Clock |
Triskaidekaphobia Member
since 2003-02-05
Posts 251In a state of disrepair... |
Keep all your unveiled hints. Your rosy tints of soft instinct. I have my own Litany of Bliss Beat on now, Slow Clock. Rot follows cold follows hot. My little checklist a nihilistic wish list to silence your “Plenty of fish” and all the other cliches glistening on your lip gloss. Dream on now, Slow Clock. Rot follows cold follows hot. Why can’t you see the hate in me held in that viscously misconstrued and salient sea? Why try and lie? Your dye can’t change my cloth. Count on now, Slow Clock. Rot follows cold follows hot. ...tick... ...tock... "The world won't end in darkness, it'll end in family fun |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
for some reason, this makes me want to plant some flower seeds just to see if they'll grow at all strange I guess |
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Gentle Spirit Member Patricius
since 2000-10-09
Posts 13989 |
Yes sometimes that clock seems to be ticking so slowly....understood this. Nicely penned, loved the repeating lines found it to be very effective in this piece. |
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