Dark Poetry #4 |
For the Learned |
Hollow_Emptiness Senior Member
since 2004-02-01
Posts 715New Zealand |
Now it's here. Our pale skin lingers Beneath something (which smells of cat pee), And half asleep we meander Sucking on dreams Of umbrellas and - The bell rings - Perfection. Forty-five minutes x seven. Slipping and sliding Over desks and walls, "due-dates" and "detentions" Essay not done, lips tightened, Our brains leak "Stuff" and... "things" On lined paper with Fullstops at the end. And here's the end arriving now. Our eyes wide and breathy We yell, scream, laugh, shove (and throw mandarins) Us. Juveline. Insane. Educated. Then the wind And the cold And rain Propels us home. To live. Come on God, do I seem bulletproof? |
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silhouetted Senior Member
since 2004-01-30
Posts 537New Zealand |
Us. Juveline. Insane. Educated. Then the wind And the cold And rain Propels us home. To live. this is scool to me. absolutely 100% it. as long as we laugh out loud, laugh like we're mad. because this crazy, mixed up beauty is all that we have. |
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Abbeon Member
since 2006-11-30
Posts 228Curiousity, and wonder |
I understand that one that sounds just like school for me to. I think that, that poem needs nothing. I liked the poem. Abbeon |
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Hollow_Emptiness Senior Member
since 2004-02-01
Posts 715New Zealand |
Hehe, thanks you two. I didn't even try to be dark. It's just good ole school. Come on God, do I seem bulletproof? |
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