Short Skirts and Percieved Reality

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AngelShell
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since 2000-03-01

Posts 446
not heaven nor hell so...

0 posted 2003-07-23 08:31 PM

You see it rising,
Crossing that thin line
Between provocative
And insulting.
Sheer substance flowing,
Tracing the curve
Of everything that you
Once knew to be clean.

But no longer…

Ripped at the seems,
You understand that
What was once yours
Can never be held again.
The wind may disturb it,
But your hand can never
Slip underneath and touch
That forbidden form.

Your reality is lost…

And then come the short skirts.

~I haven't memorized all of the cute things to say but I'm working on it~

OtherSideOfTheMirror
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since 2002-12-19

Posts 245

1 posted 2003-07-23 10:48 PM

i don't understand it

Match
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since 2002-07-01

Posts 286
Canada Edmonton

2 posted 2003-07-24 12:44 PM

I enjoyed it though some aspects of it I did not understand

-ash

I'm just kickin it up

dertah
Senior Member

since 2003-06-18

Posts 584

3 posted 2003-07-24 01:14 AM

haha. *and hatred walks away scratching his head.*

Rise of Truth
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since 2003-07-12

Posts 59
Beneath the Fury Sun

4 posted 2003-07-24 08:41 PM

"I don't understand", mauh!
Muahaha.

Precieved vunerablities are real you say? Maybe i was wrong. Perhaps the source of weakness rest far above the hem of the skirt?

"Our child is in your hands
So let's see you smile now
Cause i'm not impressed with your loneliness"
By Zwan

PoetryIsLife

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since 2001-10-27

Posts 1763
...in my boxers...

5 posted 2003-07-28 01:53 AM

Kick [edit] poem here. I really enjoyed this, AngelShell. It's one of the most intruguing that I have read in a while as I've perused what's in pip.

For that, I'm grateful.

I'm debating what it means, and that to me means the poem was good. Poems that are blatant in their meaning are boring to me.

I'm thinking either one a male who's dreams of the perfect girl and tasting her forbidden fruit have gone up in flames or two a girl who was once forbidden fruit in short skirts but is now no longer special or forbidden, and is simply a short skirt.

Wonderful write.

~Titus

The few. The proud. The Marines.

Jenn Cirrincione

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since 2000-07-02

Posts 2107
Fl

6 posted 2003-07-28 06:06 AM

Maybe because tis early- but I'm not grasping this entirely. I want to say it's the unnerving result of puberty and high school kind of waking you up to a reality that is shockingly disturbing and insulting, but I could be wrong. Good job anyway, made me think.

JC

"Now I'm convinced that he's heaven sent, and must be out of his mind- mama he's crazy, crazy over me."

anawnda
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since 2002-07-26

Posts 113

7 posted 2003-07-28 11:36 PM

well im not really sure but this poem reminds me of going out to clubs where way older guys hang out and you try to look older by wearing skimpy clothes then end up getting drunk and fondled by some jerk at the backseat of his car or worse..... well its a try anyway.... nice poem... it makes you think

* you can hurt me...with your bare hands,or
you can hurt me using the sharp edge of what you said.....* jewel kilcher

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