Wakefulness (Victim Of The Bottles)

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Temptress

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0 posted 2003-06-21 03:41 AM

pain
happens
in the quiet corners
we reserve for the special torture of self
invading promises
that we would never let ourselves loose control.
Distorted images cast by broken hearts
haunt with the frenzy
of drunken ghosts.
Believe me
when I say I am sick
a tired mind on the verge of voices
hearing the silent thud of reason
stomp in my soul.
And stop
just please
no reason for this tonight
but fun and a total abandon of regular self.
I am tied in too many knots
and the sailer who knew all the secret twists
and turns
and loops
is long dead at the hands of my sharp tongue.
Ohhh how I have been destined to isolation
because the beauty that comes through
when the walls come down
is too much for the comman man to handle.
Tonight I just let them dance.
Beautiful men with good spirits
danced with a beautiful girl
someone to think on at home
curled lonely 'round stubbornly comfortable sheets.
And I am not confident enough
to call myself beautiful
unless the liquor kisses my tongue
wrapping it in a forgotten language
of love and self acceptance.
And I am beautiful tonight
because I am unleashed on the night
and laughing
and crying
with the purity of feeling
almost void in an unrelaxed
everyday life.
I am beautiful
and the language my eyes speak
is rare.

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

passing shadows
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1 posted 2003-06-21 03:43 AM

awesome writing! very true, raw, and honest!

Local Rebel
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2 posted 2003-06-21 11:23 AM

been a long time tempting one...

"stubbornly comfortable sheets"

ah yes -- the wee hours after a night out in the meet market --nice write jenn

like jewel too.

Marge Tindal

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3 posted 2003-06-21 11:41 AM

TemptyOne~
You pen the emote sooooooooo well~
ALWAYS enjoy traipsing along in your ink-trails~
*Huglets*
~*Marge*~

~*The pen of the poet never runs out of ink, as long as we breathe.*~
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Aenimal
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the ass-end of space

4 posted 2003-06-21 12:42 PM

powerful write..quite the journey a soul makes

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5 posted 2003-06-22 12:23 PM

this one should get a

BluesSerenade
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6 posted 2003-06-22 12:58 PM

I am tied in too many knots
and the sailer who knew all the secret twists
and turns
and loops
is long dead at the hands of my sharp tongue.
Ohhh how I have been destined to isolation
because the beauty that comes through
when the walls come down
is too much for the comman man to handle.

This says to me, that no common man will do,
and yes I understand all too well. A passive woman only sets herself up for a heart breaker.

I do so love your writing Temptress.

Midnitesun

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7 posted 2003-06-22 01:31 PM

no one can pull this emoting off as well as you, Jenn
what an incredible write

Moonlight Romeo

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The heart of you

8 posted 2003-06-23 09:07 AM

You are beautiful, even without the touch of liquid.

Thank you.

Peace is the only battle worth waging.
--- Albert Camus

Brad Majors

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9 posted 2003-06-24 01:56 PM

Awesome piece!

Artic Wind
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10 posted 2008-08-13 04:49 PM

Powerful Write indeed Temptress !

ARCTIC WIND

Michael

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11 posted 2020-05-31 01:35 AM

"in the quiet corners
we reserve for the special torture of self"

Relate very well to that phrase.  Though we go to these spaces of our own accord, it's amazing how increasingly hard it becomes to ever get back out of them.

"and I am not confident
to call myself beautiful"

The way this statement of perpetual belief contrasts with the briefest moment of clarity only a good bottle provides could be the only true reason we ever pick up another.  If sought moment isn't provided, we can always go back to our *quiet corners and torture ourselves some more.

"I am beautiful
and the language my eyes speak
is rare"

I think the "rare" part of that statement is totally subjective.  You are beautiful, Jen.  But beauty is unappreciated and often brutalized in this ugly world.  Believe what your eyes saw in that moment of wakefulness.  The truth has been given you, it's up to you to accept it.

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