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'Sir......'
By elisa
ghost riding
the subway charade
coasting surreal
as i
clutch a
mind off-track
railing unamused
by the
shadows that leak
through the
sliding doors
cold
carried on
their backs
tooth decay
and
phantom aches
in a cannibal survival
echoing in
a sign of the times
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to the tin man
with the empty reach
sitting across the [a]isle
'Sir,
could you please close your cavity chest......the absence is unbearable'
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Copyright 2005 elisa
Published on Saturday, June 25, 2005.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Sunday, August 24, 2014, soul_versing
(882)
wrote:
A mind-bending read that sends chills creeping down my spine. I loved the narrative tone as your words poured effortlessly off my lips. I adore your mind, love.
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A former member wrote:
I adore the second to last line. Says so much is so few words, that's the good stuff.
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On Thursday, May 31, 2007, carlosjackal
(3011) wrote:
=)) Another great one from your good self, elisa. I'm so glad I faved you :))))) -Carl
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On Tuesday, March 7, 2006, monalisamarie
(113) wrote:
well done ....love the metaphors...
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A former member wrote:
Heh I liked the concept behind this. Or my interpretation of it anyway. Last line drove it home perfectly. Kudos :) ~Ship!
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On Sunday, June 26, 2005, Lotophagi
(333) wrote:
I love the disjointed feel that jolts my mind with vivid imagery that destroys. superb work. Thank you.
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On Saturday, June 25, 2005, urbanhumility
(1175) wrote:
urban......barren........well done........................urban
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On Sunday, June 26, 2005, elisa
(1616) wrote:
arid......desolate........thx urb
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