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Drexler_McStyles
Member

since 2002-11-18

Posts 195
Venice, Ca

0 posted 2003-06-14 01:09 AM

there were shadows trailing the spokes of the wheel
drawn efficiently on the pavement
by the moonlight
the chain needed oil
it clawed at dry teeth

somewhere in a 3rd story apartment
lights were dimming
wineglasses were resting silently
atop smoked glass
in the after hours

you just chase the dogs tail
and erase the city blocks
whistling your broken tune

the air is crisp
and promising
it fills your lungs with vigor
and vinegar

no destination
is out of reach
unlike the woman you covet

she lies between soaked sheets
with a strangers heartbeat bearing down on her
he whispers profound things
things that will pass through
without nourishment
she doesn’t care
one way or the other
as long as there is no room
for thought

somewhere along the trail
you turn back

in the end
home
is the only place
you want to be

[This message has been edited by Drexler_McStyles (06-14-2003 01:28 PM).]

serenity blaze
Member Empyrean

since 2000-02-02

Posts 27738

1 posted 2003-06-14 01:12 AM

This? Is my absolute favorite of yours, Drex.

and trust me. All of yours are favorites.

I'm keeping this one.

*library*

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

2 posted 2003-06-14 04:51 AM

what a style! I'm jealous

Temptress

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Member Rara Avis

since 1999-06-15

Posts 7136
Mobile, AL

3 posted 2003-06-25 08:58 PM

loved the part about strangers' heartbeats...
*sigh*
I think I can make a whole other poem inspired by that one part.

Loved this..and I wish it weren't buried.

You could hurt me with your bare hands. You could hurt me using the sharp edge of what you say. JEWEL

Kaoru

Member Elite

since 2003-06-07

Posts 3892
where the wild flowers grow

4 posted 2003-06-25 09:26 PM

"she lies between soaked sheets
with a strangers heartbeat bearing down on her
he whispers profound things
things that will pass through
without nourishment
she doesn’t care
one way or the other
as long as there is no room
for thought"

Oh.. you're good.

heh..

Enjoyed.

timothysangel1973

Senior Member

since 2001-12-03

Posts 1725
Never close enough

5 posted 2003-06-25 09:28 PM

Going in my library Drex!!

Great write

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KoKo
Senior Member

since 2003-02-15

Posts 995
Inside the shadow's shadow

6 posted 2003-06-25 09:32 PM

im near tears...writing this down

I do not know whether I was then a man dreaming I was a butterfly, or whether I am now a butterfly dreaming I am a man.
--Chang Tzu

Artic Wind
Member Rara Avis

since 2007-09-16

Posts 8080
Realm of Supernatural

7 posted 2009-03-24 06:16 PM

I enjoyed this

ARCTIC WIND

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