Placeholder (13 Novembre 2005)

trappedinmyradiotrappedinmyradio Posts: 1,189
edited November 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
a stain on the stairs leading to nowhere
makes you want to walk that way down the line
i'm a nice beard, a great kiss, and a good guy
but it's in the walk away that you lick the letter
and close the flap and press it down with your thumbs
you asked me to pay the postage on your note
stamped for somewhere other than here
even though you're the one that said to stay
it's a black coat buttoned down with one undone
at the bottom so you can walk more briskly
across the bridge over the river where the men live
underneath in their rags and their torn mocassins
i want to smoke a black cigarette...with a carling
you know, the ones that smell like incense
and the beer's a dollar a can and easy to tip back
you looked away and found another lighted window
for which you smiled a lie and said, "i love you"
just a placeholder for the wrong way sign
I'll dig a tunnel
from my window to yours
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Comments

  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    Wow, this really expresses that feeling of being undervalued or used by someone.
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  • twin1twin1 Posts: 902
    Very good poem.
    Our love must not be just words, but True Love, which shows itself in action,
    No one needs a smile more than someone who fails to give one,
    After you die...you know how to LIVE!
  • twin2twin2 Posts: 894
    Very well written, very expressive.
  • coachchriscoachchris Kelowna, British Columbia, Canada Posts: 749
    Very impressive. I love the way it's written where one thought carries into the next. Thanks for sharing ;)
    Adolescence in essence is all about trust.
    Leaving is for the answering machine.
  • thanks for reading and responding. i appreciate it a lot. not hardly a catharsis, but it's getting there...i hope.
    I'll dig a tunnel
    from my window to yours
  • justam wrote:
    Wow, this really expresses that feeling of being undervalued or used by someone.

    agreed...great poem
    The only thing I enjoy is having no feelings....being numb rocks!

    And I won't make the same mistakes
    (Because I know)
    Because I know how much time that wastes
    (And function)
    Function is the key
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