If This World was not Real
By dark_sister
Let me just find the time
that the clocks have stolen from me,
and then we can set out on the road
where the pavement will shrink
from our heated thoughts of destruction.
And you can name the route,
and I will walk at your side,
spinning strategies and schemes,
the webs of dire plots
like the spider monster I am,
and you can echo me,
or make your own rules,
as long as we leave
lakes of fire in our wake.
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Copyright 2003 dark_sister
Published on Thursday, June 12, 2003.
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On Thursday, June 19, 2003, urbanhumility
(1158) wrote:
quick, i love your refrences to time and memory, always captivating....your sense of self , always traveling somehow,finding others to share you mental road........absolutly beautiful.......urban
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A former member wrote:
"the webs of dire plots/like the spider monster i am"...only a poet would think of that...delicious indeed
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On Thursday, June 12, 2003, manywalks
(747) wrote:
Absolutely delicious. ~ mw
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A former member wrote:
this is the kind of writing i always strive for. concise, but packed with ideas and images. a little sinister, and very well constructed.