Nichts

Coathanger HalosCoathanger Halos Posts: 137
edited February 2007 in Poetry, Prose, Music & Art
No time
There is no plane
Next time around, maybe
No
There is no next time
Next time has come and gone
Sold it all to smother shame
Crush the bones
Lay down the burden
The world aflame-
Burns on my shoulders
Forces me to my knees
Pray for rain
Took pride with a grain of salt
Bitter defeat flows in my veins
Wishes hope it's all a lie
Transient memory
Acid on the brain
Whiskey to the raging soul
The world's gone mad
Behind somnolent smiles and batting eyelashes
They've all gone fucking mad
Trying to seduce life,
Vowed to a flesh existence
The painful delusion of significance
Realized in times of regret
Beside yourself
Hover a while longer
You cannot fly
You have no wings
There is no plane
I'll cut you in.
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Comments

  • catefrancescatefrances Posts: 29,003
    i rather quite enjoy your writing halos. :)
    hear my name
    take a good look
    this could be the day
    hold my hand
    lie beside me
    i just need to say
  • Thank you much. I enjoy yours as well.
    I'll cut you in.
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