2004-10-03 - 11:40 p.m.
This is an old poem but i didn't know what to do with it so i figured diaryland.. okay. Sorry again about all the banners I just have to use them up. Also I would really really appreciate it if people would comment on my poems. My last entry is a really long poem and if you have the time please read it and leave me a comment.
The distortion of an echo as it travels across town
hit by bright break lights
yoyos back and forth between teeth
digging it the dumpsters searching
for the destination which was scribbled on so casually
joins the dance on the bottoms of shoes
Small words travel slowly in long envelops of glass
Smear on sidewalks sticking to the feet that pass
Dragging, dirty, heaping
And filter to ears long since waiting
Pressed to the face
which lies for the inside a little black and blue
Arrives in trickles of dust
Leaves finger prints in cement
Sharp grid constricts it
In spit it submerges
Ash traces in the spaces between two lookout towers in a forest of not yous
As thunder moves lightening swoons
in graceless crackles, stupid girl
This wall, a paper nothing
Returns unopened, with dog-ears and side burns.
I appreciate your comments... since when have i been such an attention whore?
.trip. - .fall. - .bounce. - .ashes ashes . - .we all. - .fall down.
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............................................................................................I trail off in one sentence out of five
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