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DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
and I suppose he must have thought i lied as much as he did.
i lied. i saw the spiders in his eyes. i saw the cracks in the walls
the flakes of paint waiting to fall off.

i lied and said i didn't mind.
i knew they'd fall and coat the floor.
but i'd mopped up before.

yet I suppose he'd never cleaned a mess, finding it horrid
a wretch. a waste of time. time, my god, too much of it
time enough to fuck between the lies.
time enough to lie while waiting for what's true-enough
to rear it's beautifully cracked-up head

through the grass in the garden
gopher heads and golf club wielders
healing only that what's easy

now I suppose he's up there jaggin' off in traffic
terrified someone will see, needless but of endless need
see the seed lifting off and blowing round?
He and I, we cut the reed, and through it blew eternilessly

oh. and fucking listen to me.

too
funny
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  • :D It IS too funny! LOL!

    "now I suppose he's up there jaggin' off in traffic
    terrified someone will see, needless but of endless need
    see the seed lifting off and blowing round?
    " - Hee Hee Hee Hee Hee!! Oh my, I got quite a visual from that. Hee Hee!

    I will never look at pollen the same way again! :p
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    tee hee hee

    :D

    i'm certain that that's not what i meant
    but what if it had dandelion 'copter tops?
    whole different kinda blow job
  • :D:D I know, I know, I distort the meaning as soon as something remotely sexual enters my warped mind... :D:D Thank goodness you can take my silly sense of humour, sweetheart! :)

    LOL! Oh man, here I am, in all my warped slendor...The dandelion 'copter tops just made me think of when we were kids and that little ditty you'd say when you'd "pop" your dandelion's top..."Momma had a baby and it's head popped off"........now stroke the stem, slide your fingers up the shaft to just underneath the head and *POP* that baby off. :p I'm sick, I know.

    Anyway, :D, I'll stop with that.


    The lies,
    the lies,
    the colour of his eyes
    knew the skies
    of blue but,
    only held the gray,
    every single day,
    until she turned,
    and went on her own way.
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
  • DopeBeastieDopeBeastie Posts: 2,513
    no no... you didn't distort it at all! i distorted it, you read it, plain as day

    twirly floating se... eja...

    um.

    can't type it. too skeered. :D

    and geewillickers, (not willy lickers)... you're the sweetest thing on here. your poems generally run on the red side of the heart. so your sense of humor? well... it's another of my old friends...

    s'ank you for zee poem

    hugs :D
  • :):):) Aw, {{{Pasta}}}!!! Laughter's the best medicine! :) BTW, I really like how raw and emotional your poem is.

    *snickers* willy lickers! Heh-heh! :D

    Lollipop
    Lollipop
    Oh, lolly, lolly, lolly
    Lollipop
    *pop*
    Ba-dum-dum-dum :D
    Forget your perfect offering, there is a crack in everything, that's how the light gets in. - Leonard Cohen
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