Open Poetry #24 |
pulse and tone |
Drexler_McStyles Member
since 2002-11-18
Posts 195Venice, Ca |
stone sober an extended moment of disorientation in familiar surroundings my knees ache for the proper aromatherapy my liver has sent a representative on behalf of the unemployed workers however I am bound to remain at my station near the phone anticipating its ring a chance for something lewd and carnal at the end of the other line keeps me in check the hours gradually dissolve the sun becomes defunct the picture in the window turns black footsteps above come home from work go out for the evening the moon is in full tilt cats mew in the byway heat pipes fill with water this room fills with tepidity I try my hand at the word pour some water down my gullet hiss at the bass resonating from somewhere above storm clouds overwhelm any lingering optimism and the phone says nothing it only speaks when spoken to |
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Midnitesun
since 2001-05-18
Posts 28647Gaia |
Incredible. Love the way you capture and convey. |
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