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Left for a man
Or so she says-
Hiding the real issue at hand-
Incapacity for love
She should have seen the sign
Neon so bright to set eyes afire
But not hearts
It blinked
Maybe a malfunction
Slipping between it?s flickering beguilement
Like a game of double dutch
Her legs-too slow-tripped up by flapping tongues
And swinging dicks
Now trying to ignite jealousy
With her own flame
Kept alive by indecision
Or so she thought
Now thinking the decision was made
Long before she laid
Too many nights spent not sleeping.
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Hey everyone. I see some new names in here, and that's great, but this message is more to those old DPS personalities. I haven't really been myself in the past few months and I couldn't quite place a finger on it. I had extreme writers block for about a month and became so incredibly frustrated with the idea of writing shit upon the page that I gave up. Well, about 3 days ago, in one of those depressed states where you don't know how you got there, or how to go back to what some might consider as being normal, words just began to flow from my mouth. I wrote what I consider to be my best poem/vent ever. My writing is starting to come together again, if just a little bit, but I need to start somewhere. I've been taking a class on writing fiction and I have never really tried to write stories, but it has my juices flowing, and I think it might be one of the causes for being able to get something on paper after such a long hiatus. Enough w/the babbling...I'm happy to post again, and this time I hope to not fall in a rut again.
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Trevor, it's awesome to see you once more!!!
It's been far too long my good friend, FAR too long. Your long awaited return is met with open arms my friend... post whatever you want, you know how it goes.
How are clases goin for ya this sem?
I hope things are good... email me sometime.
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As miserable as life may be I hold it pretty precious...
If I lose the light of the sun, I will write by candlelight, moonlight, no light. If I lose paper and ink, I wil write in blood on forgotten walls. I will write always, I will capture nights all over the world and bring them to you.
Word And Voice
Motocross Fanatics
General Philosophy
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i think the poem is written well...but a few things....
it's kind-of-a clash to have the words "afire" and "dicks" in the same poem...it just got to me.
the poem has good rhythm-did you want that?
I was thinking that you could break it up and let the reader take a rest and see what the important statements are in the poem..
-but you aren't much for breaking it up-me know me know ah bah boog hum!
Anyways, keep on posting!
oh and hey, this friday night, the Kid A ballet at the Bone Student Center (in the Circus Room) on College Ave. They are having a ballet to all Radiohead music. I went to the beginning productions last year and it was damn good. It only costs three smacks to get in. Get ahold of me.
lates.
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