How can i Not
By Dethuntillite
Without keeping questions of going
Reachless answers save for
dismembered limbs
Sightless hands grasping grains thru a glass
Frightened fingers searching for particular diamonds
Into
the creativity of a mind drunk with sobs
Incapacitated in euphoric
paranoia
Quietly frozen amongst flowing brooks
Grand scenery
of promised normality
Untied feet scraping heel to toe
Charming
movements betweens lines of white and yellow
Unnatural eyes providing
blinding stares
A warm frown understandibly relieved
As
close a call as one can achieve
Passing air hitting ear to cheek
Forces opposed in a momentary judgement
Slow dancing in the twilight
of the evening
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Copyright 2011 Dethuntillite
Published on Sunday, October 23, 2011.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Monday, October 24, 2011, dwells
(4177) wrote:
Exquisite and profound from the dancing deranged in an od folks home perhaps? Nice and thanks.
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On Sunday, October 23, 2011, sTr8-jAcKeT
(697) wrote:
All I gotta' say is if you have that capability in your vocabulary, your motivation for being awesome in life should be your writing. Keep at it boss, you could be big; I promise you.