Dark Poetry #3 |
The Flesh is Bleak |
jjote Senior Member
since 2002-12-25
Posts 1088Ontario, Canada |
Hi guys, there are such a lot of entries here. I am so in a daze which one to comment first. Be back later in the day (our time here). Just dashing an entry, before I go off to work. =============================================== Time waits for my stone cold flesh to soften like the winter snow at spring's first thaw. As night closes in, starved by the glare of neon lights, I am its vulnerable victim dangling like a puppet manipulated by an unseen hand. Salving my wounds, I retire to a corner surveying the sight of myself, walls crashing down, as my love vanishes into the dark. Walk softly through my heart. [This message has been edited by jjote (01-02-2003 06:42 PM).] |
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LADY_DEATH Member
since 2002-11-29
Posts 105Fl |
This poem rocks! |
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SPIRIT Senior Member
since 2002-12-29
Posts 1745California Desert |
'Walk softly through my heart.' I really love that line. The read is great. Nice! Nice!! Nice!!! Truths, Lies and Imagination, |
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