It's Not When You Leave, It's How You Left
By Loomer
Sound off now the horn
For once no one follows
All dead from battle
Line in a row of honor
Somewhat wrong but clever enough
However the branch fell
And where ever it happened to land
I look to one person
Whose time would suddenly end
It's for love, he bellows
Not only, but for release
I got to live someday
Not under the tin roof
Over the grass and into hazy morns
He's only dreamed of this
The thought once couldn't be measured
The suns beginning to show
Who slept longer, who held to long?
Our feelings are in envelopes
Somewhere destined to finally leave
Sweaty hands and tasteless hate
Only themselves know if it's right
Oh god is it ever right
Once upon a time I forgot you
In a meeting of calls and words
Phone lines that moan and hiss
I'm somewhat speak easy for her
While that sits in a closet
File under things no longer in working order
Often accounts of stereos and tapes
All mixed in one soulless existence
A friendship made too early
There sitting on a desk corner
An elbow, closer now I'll see
What I've cut is with these scissors
It's still falling to it's knees
Watching broken windows in passing cars
Lives that I am glad are not ours
All in all it's a crazy day
Since I don't know you anymore
The sun is shining now
...it begins
Comments on "It's Not When You Leave, It's How You Left"
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A former member wrote:
"Once upon a time I forgot you"... fuck i love that poke in the eye :)
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On Saturday, February 12, 2005, CharlottesWeb
(509) wrote:
this is making me sad...selfishly of course...but all the same.
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On Friday, October 8, 2004, shortandpretentious
(9) wrote:
I like it, Jon.
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A former member wrote:
"Once upon a time I forgot you" An emotional piece that conveys well the irregularity of the day, magnified by the fact that the person to whom you wrote the poem had left on that day.
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A former member wrote:
Something that had been a constant, that person being there, was no more, she left...so nothing seemed right anymore. Very nice *nod* kudos