how to escape a strait jacket

By not an addict

i saw the way
you looked
using shadows to hide your eyes
to hide your fear

and keep me at arm's length another day

we held, let go,
again
and then...

a hundred words blinded me
i wiped my eyes, and then...

learned to breathe like drowning
tasted salt in the waves i conjured
and my head falls back
don't know if i laugh, or scream

but it feels the same

...
and now i await the next breath
my name... whispered, screamed
anything but forgotten

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Published on Wednesday, May 18, 2005. Filed under: "Poetry"

Comments on "how to escape a strait jacket"

On Friday, June 15, 2007, Step_20 (25) wrote:

I had to read it twice before i understood the title...i really liked that about it. Very cool way to describe a hug. Loved when you said 'a hundred words blinded me' First real verse i've read in a while a favorite
On Saturday, June 16, 2007, not an addict (45) wrote:

thank you step, you're one of too few to ever catch the meaning without having me explain it.
A former member wrote: so wonderful!! I loved it!!
On Monday, May 8, 2006, mywristshurt (405) wrote:

wow... i don't follow the title, but i did like the poem part
On Monday, July 25, 2005, Sticky Kitty (241) wrote:

wow. I think this is beautiful. -kitty
On Sunday, July 17, 2005, TheBardOfBlasphemy (357) wrote:

I like the flow... and then... and then... there is a sense of urgency to impart the meaning of meaninglessness
On Friday, July 15, 2005, capt_funguy (777) wrote:

dug this piece completely ... " learned to breathe like drowning " was an excellent phrase turn ... last verse was critical ...certainly not forgotten ... funguy
On Thursday, May 19, 2005, Kinkypoptart (555) wrote:

heh, i escape the strait jacket every time they stick that needle in my arm. I take off to La-La land. Great write ~*~Tart~*~