Open Poetry #13 |
My Day Every Day Today Yesterday |
PoeticaL Member
since 2001-03-31
Posts 50 |
Eyes searing my back Sizzle away my owner ship Can't be here Can't be there I can't find it anywhere I'm all over the floor Crawling bawling My mind takes flight Out the window Drowning in the shore The rain pelts dents Down in the metal of my Cortex Nowhere to run Running Nowhere to find Running Something must be better Than the same thing Night after night Day after Afternoon Every way doom Something new I didn't Know Caving in Paving thin No So Slow Same Game Nothing more "I'm a junkyard full of false starts....Elliot Smith" |
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RMW Senior Member
since 2001-03-21
Posts 1424 |
Poetical...."...the rain pelts dents...." It has always amazed me how rain on a metal roof can soothe. Bob |
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Brad Majors
since 2001-04-03
Posts 2647Georgia |
Another amazing piece |
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