dark room lady...

[machinery]

I'll watch you in this
dark room
and let my
eyes imagine over your body --

She's laid back
snug against the
chair
her jacket covers her front
I imagine her warm
outers being glazed
with goosebumps

Oh how my fingertips
need to touch...

[Trevor Vincent]

I really like this...to me it had a lot of feeling and represented things that I feel. "Oh how my fingertips need to touch..." That line did it for me...it made me feel really lonely though. Good stuff.

[Hannibal]

Again, as with your other poem, it could be a bit more elaborated upon, but once again, I feel the need to read more and more. Hehehe, I enjoyed this one as well, I imagined it and like Trevor, felt lonely, more secluded, like, shut off, for some reason. Odd in a sense, but perhaps that was your intention? let me know..

[parch]

i see it from a corner. i agree w/ both trevor and hannible...it is lonely and shut off. i like it but...i don't know.

___---parch

[parch]

trevor...i see you changed your From:___ ...i was jokin man. hope i didn't offend you. i just saw it and thought it looked cool, funny .. you know...when you read a poem and look over and then out of the corner of your eye "From: HELL"...nvrmind..sorry if i offended you.

___---parch

[machinery]

parch - I dont' know either...it seems with my work lately, that none of it, to me or to others...that it is finished...and maybe that's the "art" of it...or the "feeling" I am trying convey...(or that which I can barely express) the need to touch part is a standard for my life right now...I need to grasp something again....I'm just not here right now......