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splashed
into
my peripheral
dark red satin
draped on hourglass
sultry
liquid
powerful
motion
shunning
the crowd
in her steps
opportunity
flows closer
and I buy it
a glass of wine
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Into The Mental Abyss
Into The Mental Abyss:
To the edge of the very abyss I have travelled.
With worn feet, gone bloodied and bare;
Dragged upon stones that stretch like sharpened spines,
Leaving tattered spoils of flesh in my wake...
Even so, I am incapable of halting;
Like a zombie, I remain numb and hypnotised.
Shambling ever onward, toward the glimmer of light.
Eager to be behold the 'she' that awaits me:
A wonderous wellspring of inspiration and knowledge;
Perfect, yet fragile, in both shape and form...
It is her majesty, her radiance,
That leaves me drained...
Alone in the depths, I am humbled and awed.
Yet the admiration that I feel soon turns corrupt
Literature
Oh
Fingers in front of
your eyes,
laced in light.
The arid, shifting
desert of your palms.
Sand in the beachgrass,
dancing.
Listen to the shell:
it will teach
what is alive.
Tell your children it was the ocean.
The whole world
can hear you breathe.
Are you innocent yet?
Fishnet stockings
and long, dark hair.
That empty
moment.
May she never hear the name
that you whisper through the dark.
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'X' Marks The Spot
I am a pirate,
a ghost among the sunken ship
of your treasure trove heart.
Like the last bit of rum in the jug,
I enjoy the way 'fuck' rolls off your tongue,
as if you invented its meaning.
I try to articulate that one syllable,
match your way of speech-
You've never needed to dress your words-
dip them in ink or paint them in poetry
upon the exotic map of my sun-kissed curves.
I have drowned so many times
in the green sea of your eyes
that I am coughing up seaweed
& weak bones.
You tell me not to speak-
that such words sound dirty on my tongue
that my spine is made for beauty
and not for a bounty.
But you, you are a plague
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The title just popped in my head... you know how I roll...
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This poem really made me think, although some people may have a hard time getting it
In the beginning stanza i was confused as to what was happening ..
and a lot of this poem was very vague...
And now I see the power the vagueness does to this poem it really makes you think so you display excellent technique.
The poem is very raw simple, and at the same time complex, brilliant!
My favorite part was
opportunity
flows closer
and I buy it
a glass of wine
soooo brilliant, this abstraction!