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LeeJ Member Patricius
since 2003-06-19
Posts 13296
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Arriving any minute now…. If only the held out hand of Prozac Preys on the future By the front door? Where cherry trees were blooming “Oh if only I could make it”, she thought While polishing sounds coming through From a puzzling TV, with great purpose From the outside…. There was more outside, much more But here, she could arrange the tables Change the light bulbs They didn’t fear her She didn’t fear them There were no bobbing tights Clinging to her skin Hitting her in the head And she could see both sides of heater In slow motion, spewing happy Vital swarms in the air Lovely features Full bosomed, luminous green eyes It was a heritage! Keeping this ventricle in a drawer Safe, remote…away from the world Big secrets of colored pictures Ones she had painted, which would perhaps Sell...someday? Never questioning the soft texture of brush “Rich people lived here”, she thought… If nothing else, she would donate Her apartment door bell to full time hours Giving away free coffee makers from Gevalia Reading nursery rhymes to children Playing soft new age music Sipping wine, listening to neighbors Smiling, she glanced at her day planner There was nothing there today Blank pages...but “Oh the sounds lovely”, she thought Fat smelling breath mints whispering Today is yours, today is 4th of July skies Hmmmm, she thought Perhaps she’d venture outside After the Prozac kicked her butt But for now, she’d sprinkle heavy stones From her shoes Trace this easy lifestyle Daydream about, Abercrombie & Fintch In full lighted assortments Blowing bubbles like a childhood mission Kick up her feet Gorge herself in ice cream While thinking about the pregnancy within Then, reach for the door knob Slowly turn it sheding her skin The old one… Burn up all those pit bull pages Dance circles round recollections Teach arts & crafts on the front lawn Visit the Adirondack Mountains Where locusts mate She smiled while thinking “Good Ghosts finally caught up with me” She was the story She was the space…the piano She…was Margarita Shevchenko More human hearted then before How many miles she’d driven? Thinking, “Actually, it was a walk in the park” Telepathically speaking, the Prozac started Friday’s so rocked! She could smell coriander Dipping herself in palm tree sways She would not be sleep deprived again Unless, of course, it was flames of passion, Keeping her awake She grins and A stream of consciousness Tantalizing some holy trinity Stunning ambition, Richly detailed background music Scents the room, lifts her lightly Off her feet And like an apparition, Glides her deep into the open seed Of delighted, unambiguous smiles Waiting for her outside…. She was the smell of death But now, she is, sweet dripping voice… Her own Christian Church “Now, tell me what you feel” [This message has been edited by LeeJ (10-29-2004 10:27 AM).] |
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Seymour Tabin Member Empyrean
since 1999-07-07
Posts 31720Tamarac Fla |
LeeJ What I feel is slightly dizzy, your writing always does that to me. Have a good Friday.  |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
Ms Lee J..I had a prescription bottle that I used to carry aspirin and vitamin C in..one day I made a new label that said PROZAC 10,000 MG and put in under my name and taped it over to look professional....quite often during heated board meetings with other companies I would open the PC case and out would roll my bottle..rattling across the table..some helpful soul would always grab it and hand it back to me..after reading the label of course..was really surprising how the whispers of "postal" seemed to spread the room...and no one would anger me after that...dunno why..I mean I am harmless .. yada yada yada..but your poem was dynamite |
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inkedgoddess Member Rara Avis
since 2002-11-19
Posts 7392Ohio |
you give an honest and enlightening look in someone's window,with still enough left to ponder upon |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
how much I can agree....you say all those feelings in many words yet simplified in picture and Dark~~ I can just imagine  Lee for always making me feelM |
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JL Member Ascendant
since 2004-04-01
Posts 6128Texas, USA |
“Hmmmm, she thought Perhaps she’d venture outside After the Prozac kicked her butt But for now, she’d sprinkle heavy stones From her shoes Trace this easy lifestyle Daydream about, Abercrombie & Fintch In full lighted assortments Blowing bubbles like a childhood mission Kick up her feet Gorge herself in ice cream While thinking about the pregnancy within” WOW! Reads like a movie script, for sure! Enjoyed. JL |
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