Dark Poetry #4 |
In the Ceiling Groove |
symphony_of_thoughts Member
since 2003-08-03
Posts 95Somewhere |
This one and only night That repeats for none to see Is what I've come to believe Is what I've built myself upon In quiet desperation Short from the bottom I can live fine Tuning out what I might have What I could have, what I should I'm ok, I've learned I'm ok, this is what I am The heady head that talks from the corner And when the breeze comes, they'll all Lift ground and bounce on the spaces But all but me And all but me Well, I'm perfectly fine I'll just sit here I can see everything fine Even if I'm not there I've got a million-man scope And I'm alright, truly Even if I seem a little bit dry |
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Lexy Senior Member
since 2003-01-28
Posts 1038California |
I liked the last line, mostly because the tone of the whole poem is sort of monotonous...so it makes sence. |
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