Open Poetry #28 |
nothing can wait |
Riley
since 2002-07-18
Posts 1038in the pouring rain |
so tightly the blood ran cold for once it felt good to have a mind scolding eyes were upon my bare back worst of all i wanted to remeber the mere minutes it took you to take me and break me into the pieces i carry in a bag close to my fingertips, and next to the glue with which i use to play with keeping myself together in a self crisis smeared with red marker dubbed blood touched the electric box, i feel the heat wishing i could be engulfed by it * the pouring rain kisses my lips with innocence as you look into my eyes * [This message has been edited by Riley (08-05-2003 10:06 PM).] |
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Wind
since 2002-10-12
Posts 2981 |
following you..I am a witch and need bunny for my stew Great poem. I liked the last part the most I like coldness meself. I put my face against glass and wish i could be frozen..engulfed in that. and don't know why. I guess we are dfferent in that way. hmmm. I'm listening to the song "I will survive" a little out of the usual sigh Ri..think I'm going to go to bed. for once. insanity is not a crime |
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Riley
since 2002-07-18
Posts 1038in the pouring rain |
tankie tankie for replying wind........we are the evil little thangs ain't we * the pouring rain kisses my lips with innocence as you look into my eyes * |
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serenity blaze Member Empyrean
since 2000-02-02
Posts 27738 |
"falling down in the course of seconds scolding eyes were upon my bare back worst of all i wanted to remeber the mere minutes it took you to take me and break me into the pieces i carry in a bag close to my fingertips, and next to the glue with which i use to play with keeping myself together in a self crisis" You just etched a moment of truth Riley. So glad I went backtracking today. and smiling at Wind, I am a witch too--so I say "poof! Back to the top with you!" Nice work Riley. |
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Cpat Hair
since 2001-06-05
Posts 11793 |
the mere minutes it took you to take me and break me into the pieces i carry in a bag close to my fingertips, and next to the glue with which i use to play with keeping myself together in a self crisis like these lines.... nicely done Riley.. |
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