Dark Poetry #1 |
Bent On Me |
Yoin Junior Member
since 1999-11-09
Posts 29 |
Bent On Me ------------ Buckled down and wide eyed, distant tires sing. I measure time with their voice. In this greyness, I only see me and who I was. Bitch slapped and strapped, I am losing my thoughts. Who are these movements in a thin crack of light, faces, names, bent on me. Who are these noises way behind the wall. Whispers with teeth, dirty shadows bent on me. |
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Deep Blue Me Member
since 1999-11-04
Posts 396By a big lake |
I'm losing my thoughts.... Now that's scary to me. DB ------------------ The little girl on the plane, who turned her doll's head around to look at me... ------Franny & Zooey------ ===J.D. Salinger=== |
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Isis Member Ascendant
since 1999-09-06
Posts 6296Sunny Queensland |
Good questions, now find the answers!! ------------------ Through poetry my heart and soul truly sing... ~Isis~ (Daughter of Mystery) |
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Member Rara Avis
since 1999-08-13
Posts 7666California |
Oh, so that's where they went..hehe. Those "dirty shadows" have been bent on me my whole life...excellent depiction. Michael |
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JennyLee Senior Member
since 1999-09-01
Posts 1461Northwestern, NJ. |
I measure time with my voice...you nailed this one! Jenny ------------------ Love is an attempt at penetrating another being,But it can only succeed if the surrender is mutual. |
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