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Ephemeral
By Guillotine
tonight
you nearly held my face in your hands
elusive, ghostpaint
and embers
raindrops and stereo static stacatto smoke;
punch-drunk
poetry and apologetic verse
I'll hide in the folds of your masterpiece.
maybe when a new dawn reflects
from these desperado dreams and butterfly
depths
I'll raise my feints and se faire entendre
and look you
in the eye
before I fall
back asleep.
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Copyright 2010 Guillotine
Published on Friday, November 5, 2010.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Wednesday, January 12, 2011, DarkDruidess
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wrote:
this is thought provoking...incredible.
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A former member wrote:
So very real... I missed getting lost in your petal soft reverie... patching together the contours of your soul, one brief glimpse at a time. You have such a beautifully pained touch. This is truly angelic.
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A former member wrote:
the title......how short and mostly sweet the most beautiful things/moments in life seem to be to our hearts. .. . .. "raindrops and stereo static staccato smoke" is enough to make me mourn my own heartaches, let alone how the rest of the images form a sudden shadowy blur along the rough edges of what must have beena wrenching love, what could STILL be an encompassing ever........but then that stopstill cut at the end, ''fall back asleep'' makes me hurt; was it a dream? was it pretend? are you ignoring the beauty on purpose? are you trying to memorize the everything? are you offering a chance to softly leave while you wont know? it hurts to think of all the implications on this.......pleasure to have you post again. ~amen
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