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September 21st, 2000, 02:41 PM
#1
Inactive Member
Saturday morning
slept on the couch last night
after another shouting match,
woke up with a lump in
my throat and unable to breathe,
think I've caught some
infection from the kids,
get up, piss, dress,
get a cup and bottle ready
for the little ones,
fix a bath for the toddler,
blow my nose and the
tissue becomes bloody,
blood in my nose
sleep-death in my mouth
white sun climbing the blue sky of sadness
headache,
and the BBC Philharmonic
drips melancholia on me.
the lady dj says it should
be the score to a movie.
but what does
she know?
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September 21st, 2000, 04:36 PM
#2
Inactive Member
How cool that you posted these two poems at the same time, yet they are soooo different. Wow. I like them each, seperately, but after reading both of them, I like them waaaaaay more as a set!
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"What about him? What are you doing with him?"
"What you should be doing with me..."
Proud family member of Jelymo, gollum, Kelly, Dano, Jaxom27, 5Cats, Fenix and others.
I believe you can't appreciate real love until you've been burned
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September 22nd, 2000, 03:31 AM
#3
Inactive Member
this is really good.... I like the imagery and just the feeling of it.
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