Teen Poetry #6 |
Argue Dopamine |
Triskaidekaphobia Member
since 2003-02-05
Posts 251In a state of disrepair... |
I spoke my thoughts as they formed, words no sooner past my lips than mourned, to shatter on your stubborn grace. A discourse. A thousand words that cannot be recalled designed to cut, to score and scald, that I had sharpened like a razor blade. A discourteous discourse. For now I cannot surely differentiate between the things I said in haste and those words I truly meant. A disastrously discourteous discourse An opinion cannot be withdrawn just because your audience is born to a western school of thought. A denigrating disastrously discourteous discourse You may as well explain dopamine to a flower by a secluded stream, than argue with a public dream. There should be a psychology of feet. For do we not make decisions with our legs and walk about on our brains? What do you mean "No, not really"? [This message has been edited by Triskaidekaphobia (02-07-2003 05:43 AM).] |
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Darkness Member
since 2002-10-17
Posts 202The place just beyond my eyes, where my spirit flies. |
Yet another very good one. I loved it! |
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