I want to run outside in the sun
nakedddddd
freezzzzzing
I want to know that in creatttttinnnngggg snow angels
they will perish
but that that infinite mommmmennntttt
stays gollldeeeeennnn
forever it remains in a memory that I can taint
succulent
gulping red empiresss smelling sweet satireeeee
running down my throat myself engulfed in sweet fruit
comparing myself to the tart freedom rising up to meet my throat
feeling sensing knowing
throwing away the sad condolences of a fruitless day
tasting here that won't go away
taiming kingdoms reluctant to make a way
from there
to now
I wannttttttttt this
"you cant have it"
AND WHY
do I torment myself to be put upon a shelf
in the minds own I
I ammmm hereeeee
look at what I have made for you
look at what I am
turning blue
like i always doooo
Reflection
meets deceptionnnnn
The little girl was right when she said mirrors lie to her
self condoning self
correction self
IMAGE
never the same
ever in need
Saturday, December 19, 2009
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Best poetry in a while.
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