wow if you don't understand this it's okay. hah.

of_the_girlof_the_girl Posts: 745
edited January 2005 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
so my life came crumbling
on a glossy road and a muddy sideways slipping car
in the middle of an unknown highway
with background music of your confusion and
shrill screams of complete and utter fear coming out of me in a way i didn't know they could
invisible frozen puddles were the end of happy times
(at least here,
where mittens are required daily
in the cold months)
and so i sat alone crunching my fingernails
and asking God why do i have to wait
for my prince?
why couldn't those puddles have stayed liquified
instead of sending me into the ditch
i could have broken something, there could have been blood
and there could have been a limp little woman
lifeless and frozen... laying in my driver's seat...

last night i dreamt of being shot in the throat
by a gang member outside the library
but i lived and got away with a tiny scar on my soft skin
i was even shopping the next day
and i salvaged my life after all of that throbbing pain
that was almost numbing...

so skiing in three sixties in my blue driving machine
and having my world crash down in the events following the accident,
somehow i know that i will escape with just a soft scar.
and a soft smile
and a white veil
and a prince at the end of a red carpet
and flowers everywhere.
"At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

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Comments

  • your poem gave a great mental picture
    It doesnt hurt.... when I bleed
    but memories...they eat me
    I've seen it all before,...
    bring it on cause I'm no victim.
    -Ghost
  • i understand.. <3
    this heart's on fire
  • sevensinssevensins Posts: 887
    wow is correct, i really love this piece. so much so that i'm gunna read it again...............love it even more now:)
  • KwyjiboKwyjibo Posts: 662
    "I will be your ambulance
    if you will be my accident
    and I will be your screeching crash
    if you will be my crutch and cast
    and I will be your one more time
    if you will be my one last chance
    oh sweet dream, fall from me"

    think I posted that before

    "two dollar color pictures from a photo booth
    dirty stepped on lying out on the floor of their room
    faces fell long in the half light
    he looks all wrong but that's her alright
    look at him smiling full of teeth
    clenched tight
    he knew the one time with the army captain
    he got one that whole deal before it happened
    said its okay i knew exactly what you meant
    when you said you were an accident
    but when it's 3am he wonders where in the hell she went
    and he'll drive all over town
    drive all over town
    and he'll drive all over town
    drive all over town
    until he tracks her down
    he'll drive all over town

    "
    The most remarkable thing about you standing in the doorway, is that its you, and that you're standing in the doorway.

    I write down good reasons to freeze to death in my spiral ring notebook. But in the long tresses of your hair--I am a babbling brook.
  • V VV V Posts: 5,191
    i realy love it "of-the-girl" brought up pictures and feelings very easly.
    ~~~~~~~~~~ PINK FLUFFY LOVE PSYCHO~~~~~~~~~~
    Astoria,Dublin,Reading 06,Wembley 07,Sheapards Bush & o2 09 thats multiple Jamgasms!
  • Thanks everyone. Good to see some of you again since I haven't been around lately. I appreciate the comments and the way you guys could see it in your head. Makes me feel better about sharing.

    And hoorayforhumans,of course you understand. <3

    ps: pat bailey this is a virtual hug! *HUUUUG*!!!!
    "At the touch of love, everyone becomes a poet." --Plato

    www.myspace.com/birdinamitten
  • SandruwaSandruwa Posts: 239
    You write so well Off_the_girl!! Thanx again for sharing ... :D
    RIP Syd ... Shine on you crazy diamond ...
  • oldermanolderman Posts: 1,765
    jessie has a way with imagery .. i like the "three sixties" part and the happy ending.. thank you of the girlie... :)
    Down the street you can hear her scream youre a disgrace
    As she slams the door in his drunken face
    And now he stands outside
    And all the neighbours start to gossip and drool
    He cries oh, girl you must be mad,
    What happened to the sweet love you and me had?
    Against the door he leans and starts a scene,
    And his tears fall and burn the garden green
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