Open Poetry #30 |
two of us dead and standing |
mytuesdaywishes Member
since 2003-09-05
Posts 254a voice from the musicbox |
two of us dead and standing up you said, get up days are not for sleeping i said i think you're mistaken and you gave me that look and i think we've had long enough to heal but is there anything left anyway every now and then you give me glimpses of you in satiny sincerity the kind we had in love the kind we fought for and swore we'd never give up the drums are playing destroying the smears of tragic warmth in this place and sometimes late at night i see you in the streetlamp flicker where for a moment i would sacrifice my dignity again so that you would know me two of us dead and standing im still a foot shorter or so and a year less mature though my birthday always comes before yours you said let it go where it wants to go but i followed it with a magnifying glass making mountains out of molehills when our hearts would clash two of us dead and standing you're stronger when i'm leaning on you anyway two of us dead and standing joy has its own justice. and dreams are languid and lawless. and everything bows to beauty, when it's fierce and when it's flawless... |
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muted
since 2004-01-15
Posts 2949Elapsing, Eclipsing, Evolving |
"two of us dead and standing im still a foot shorter or so and a year less mature though my birthday always comes before yours you said let it go where it wants to go but i followed it with a magnifying glass making mountains out of molehills when our hearts would clash" ok, i picked out my favourite part BUT i really liked the entire thing word for word beginning to end. strong emotion here, deeply felt |
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Kaoru
since 2003-06-07
Posts 3892where the wild flowers grow |
Wow.. |
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iliana Member Patricius
since 2003-12-05
Posts 13434USA |
What a talented writer you are! This is so sad. |
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Dark Angel Member Patricius
since 1999-08-04
Posts 10095 |
I don't know what to say...I'm speechless. keeping this too. Beauty of the world which is soon to perish has two edges, one of laughter and one of anguish, cutting the heart asunder. |
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