Open Poetry #41 |
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Tethered To Reality |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
It seems there's only a fine thin thread that tethers me to reality today it broke and my mind drifts on feather boa clouds I hear them calling me but tell me why why I should come back why can't I stay here ...it feels safe here ...warm ...soft ... no one can touch me no one can force me no one can make me...be I don't want to be there's no one here no one but me but I can hear them they keep calling why won't they leave me alone I like it here I like the...nothingness No one needs more than I can give No one wants more than I can be No one wants me It's a fine thin thread that tethers me to reality with one too many knots one too many knots ----@--@---@@--- -@@---@@@@ today the thread broke. |
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JamesMichael Member Empyrean
since 1999-11-16
Posts 33336Kapolei, Hawaii, USA |
Fine writing...James |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
I thought I responded but it didn't post> I felt this, Paula and sometimes I like the "nothingness" too. ![]() M |
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Ethan Halo Senior Member
since 2000-04-28
Posts 793on the roof again |
beautiful capture of the security of our favorite daydream. Sometimes you've got to break away. And I'm sure you didn't mean it as such, but I found this to also be a brilliant metaphor for addiction from the addict's perspective. Really enjoyed this. |
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