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the sum of tomorrow part1

blueinthefaceblueintheface Posts: 153
edited December 2008 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
Monday, south of a city, missing the idea of california
collecting the poetry of the week
the bed and your here-I-am-waiting-for-you glance
done up in the corner of the room. I look out
the ocean, godless, forged by wave over wave
endless like spring's new popping green.
Every dumped thought spills from my back
it's only the day I have to lose
the sky returns, patted pink rose-turned and sputtering.

I have not given up on a cause for harmony
even easydreams and soft singing
the actors of my dreams
no one has drummed up the eye curved beauty.
Let's pull the sun down like a hotel windowshade
pillow our hearts, eyes into and out
there's a sad history laying before tomorrow
sickly crowned the herald, this king sleeps sometime later.
"be a philosopher but, amid all your philosophy, be first a man" - david hume

Mitch Hedberg- RIP 1968-2005. your jokes have laughed me through a lot. I thank you.
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  • walden freemanwalden freeman Posts: 511
    blueintheface wrote:
    Monday, south of a city, missing the idea of california
    collecting the poetry of the week
    the bed and your here-I-am-waiting-for-you glance
    done up in the corner of the room. I look out
    the ocean, godless, forged by wave over wave
    endless like spring's new popping green.
    Every dumped thought spills from my back
    it's only the day I have to lose
    the sky returns, patted pink rose-turned and sputtering.

    I have not given up on a cause for harmony
    even easydreams and soft singing
    the actors of my dreams
    no one has drummed up the eye curved beauty.
    Let's pull the sun down like a hotel windowshade
    pillow our hearts, eyes into and out
    there's a sad history laying before tomorrow
    sickly crowned the herald, this king sleeps sometime later.

    This is one of those pieces where if I had a time machine, I'd copy it, go back in time, and paste it on this message board first because I wish I'd written it.

    Although, I'd have titled it something pretentiously clever yet actually stupid like "the sum after tomorrow: starring jake gyllenhall." Then, I'd follow it up by making a film interpretation of it and casting the ghost of Heath Ledger to play Jake's dead ghastly lover. Yeah, I'm all about Hollywood, motherfuckers.

    This is an excellent piece, though.
  • justamjustam Posts: 21,410
    blueintheface wrote:
    Monday, south of a city, missing the idea of california
    collecting the poetry of the week
    the bed and your here-I-am-waiting-for-you glance
    done up in the corner of the room. I look out
    the ocean, godless, forged by wave over wave
    endless like spring's new popping green.
    Every dumped thought spills from my back
    it's only the day I have to lose
    the sky returns, patted pink rose-turned and sputtering.

    I have not given up on a cause for harmony
    even easydreams and soft singing
    the actors of my dreams
    no one has drummed up the eye curved beauty.
    Let's pull the sun down like a hotel windowshade
    pillow our hearts, eyes into and out
    there's a sad history laying before tomorrow
    sickly crowned the herald, this king sleeps sometime later.

    This one talks about softness and it feels that way too. :)
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