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somebody's dungeon

0 posted 2002-10-10 04:57 PM

And still

You demand more.

More confession. More pieces of life
encapsulated, shrunk down to size
and ripped from mind, so I can
expose all of my secrets. Do you
hope to see inside and come away
with a picture of the woman? An
autobiography in poetry for
the masses so they can say they
know me.

And you

don't have any idea

what this does. The pain
this reflection causes for
my spirit. Even now stilled,
grounded by remembrance,
yet you want more.
You are a selfish suitor,
a hungry beau that refuses to
be filled without learning
everything. All the mysteries
I've held for so long. Spilled,
as I am gutted of all the ugly.

I'm not sure when I'll
feed you again. So be happy
with the last regurgitation
It may be a while.


"The first rule of poetry, write what you know."

[This message has been edited by WhiteRose (10-10-2002 06:56 PM).]

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since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479
Jacksonville, Florida, USA
1 posted 2002-10-10 06:53 PM

I like this a lot Anne. A lot of feelings expressed.

Cold hands means a warm heart

since 2002-10-06
Posts 61
ON Canada
2 posted 2002-10-10 07:11 PM

Your words turn my mind back, to my own hungry lover of long ago.  Even when you think he must be glutted, still he clamours for more, more, and more.  It makes you feel so much LESS.
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