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The Way We WereThe blame has settledThe Way We Were
Some to you, some to me
What was yours or mine
Belongings have been returned
My heart doesnt ache Not every morning anyway
My waist doesnt feel naked Not all the time at least
I can look at our pictures
I still read the cards and letters But only sometimes
I still miss wearing your sweater But only when Im cold
I miss your touch, your kiss But only the way one misses A severed leg
A phantom limb of you
by ~daydreambeliever411
InhaleInhale…hold…exhale…inhale…hold…exhale an enchanting swirl of smoke. It glides upward slithering back and forth, making patterns that would look stunning if captured in autumn colored silks…it reaches the exhaust fan for the cooler and quickly dissipates. I never did understand why people used the word ‘hum’ to describe the way that a fan or cooler sounds. I always thought that it sounded more like a low growl, more aggressive than a hum. Hum always seemed to musical and soothing to express the sound that I hear while sitting on the back porch with my cigarette.Inhale
To be perfectly honest I don
by ~daydreambeliever411
Pink ElephantsI am the pink suede elephantPink Elephants
In your living room Garish, outlandish, distasteful
And unspoken
The drunken uncle Who you never introduce
At the dinner parties
Inappropriate, crude, shameful And loud
I am the naked man Jogging down 5th avenue At lunch time
Exposed, unexpected, shocking
A spectacle
The childs finger-paints
A self-portrait Of the child in tears
Tragic, inadequate, misunderstood
And unprotected.
by ~daydreambeliever411
BurningI am nihilisticBurning
The world is going to end tonight In darkness it will fall apart The city is burning
The horizon is bright red From the top of the parking garage
I will watch it burn
Everything disintegrating
Integrate, assimilate, and control
Rips in my vision
Lightening bolts across the black
My consciousness
Im not making any sense
But it doesn’t really matter The things we own, own us
You should get out while you can
Im not healthy for people
Is insanity contagious? Vivid language
Crushed under you, legs spr
by ~daydreambeliever411
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Twilight TimeA hand, which was hanging down from an armchair, carelessly put a coffee-cup on the floor. The hand didn’t seem elvishly thin or extremely elegant, for it was just an ordinary hand with no special effects like long painted nails, tattoos, old scars left after cutting out the sixth finger, or ring seals with emblems of dead empires. The hand slightly touched the edge of the cup with the fingertips, as if the hand’s possessor wasn’t quite sure if the cup should be left standing on the floor like this, and returned to its place on the armrest.Twilight Time
Quiet sound of the upcoming footsteps gently reminded the world didn’t
by ~Odora
we're the cabbages and kingsThis is not a war zone. There is no mass genocide in my country. My family eats, and we watch, and we drive. I do not have to work because it isn’t required yet, And when the time comes a career is waiting for me, not a job. Two guitars, a keyboard, a computer Parents who mean well and take occasional interest Games and music and books, books, books I’m pretty lucky (though still not the fortunate son).we're the cabbages and kings
However.
There are men with axes and knives waiting for me. The CIA or the FBI or the CDC or some such nonsense is watching me. My father is monitoring me. &
by ~electrokinetic
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