Open Poetry #26 |
the ringed bar |
Drexler_McStyles Member
since 2002-11-18
Posts 195Venice, Ca |
the garden had been manicured now it is time for the vessels to take saturation to a more serious level dew drops clinging like a broke bitch adhering themselves to my second skin I ponderosa the fern linens which translates to about the same as laying claim to an empty pitcher I clog the phone line with box scores bury the chronic in with the condoms and dust because there are some women I know they lay the butter on thick like almond oil beneath a banana bikini the place where my fingertips vacation regularly I listen to the signals they are sending and return them to sender I need shudders in the shadows sweat serenading the friction not low voltage forecasts and cluttered locket space I would apply for a 3 year passage southerly if the green diamonds were all mine but they’re not they belong to the invincible sorrow when I cradle you tonight know that I have already placed a mask upon you so the illusions that you cast will all be my own [This message has been edited by Drexler_McStyles (05-02-2003 02:34 PM).] |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
A great write...Love your use of the language. |
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