Dark Poetry #4 |
Theme and Variations I |
fractal007 Senior Member
since 2000-06-01
Posts 1958 |
Sing a song for me and I'll forget you have a way with my mind that way bleeding through the paper and onto the wood below with a steady relentless wet seep through strands and leaves take them up in transport soak my mind in your story and course through the veins of a page of blank white as though you were the blood of victims of war piled upward never to dry never you have a way with my mind that way accepting my ink sustained by the wood below with a steady relentless pitter patter of rain on a coast without sunlight where the gray is felt and seen without memories of songs you once sang bleeding through paper having a way with my mind stretching out upon the wood unfolding the story like the skin parting around a torn open gash spitting forth issuing puss and fluid everyone craves wielding the pen but sacrificing so much to gain that one moment of truth so desperately needed never gained this night until some other night flows down onto the land like an oozing film making its way across the structures and hills and its of the world treating all as its equal familiarity without mercy gone from the familiar daylight alien without identity alone and isolated from its my mind has a way with you Any idiot can see that the result is true. |
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green_itchy_stuff Senior Member
since 2003-06-26
Posts 1929New Caney, Tx |
Its like when you read you think and sink deeper and deeper into the poem. Like showing yourself inside out and never showing all. Thats pretty intense. I liked it. -GIS not as a compliment, but I'm adding it on. Corruption is caused by holes in obedience to God. |
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