Dark Poetry #4 |
Gee I'm A Tree |
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since 2008-05-16
Posts 136 |
I've been rolling in town And in the hills Hitch hiking on pantlegs I've just needed to fall In an empty hole And I hit with a thud Such a big hole is this Prosper Let my roots eat A spread to differing waters Sapplings from here will surely Provide shade for some fires Fruits and nuts Wheels and bolts Fires and coats Symbollic fling Dirty string Cutting waves And poking prick Attatched to these The sun will force me up like a lever Or a wrench If you need a bit of shade I have plenty of dark shadows And surely these darklings Will provide some chill Does she pray? Am I prey? The strength of reality demands honesty and this path is in a shovel... |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-06-15
Posts 7136Mobile, AL |
enjoyed this, pyre "...buried way beneath the sheets |
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