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June 18, 2008your hands sound like the car pulling outJune 18, 2008
of the driveway.
the sound of a full suitcase, being zipped closed.
boxes being pushed to the center of the room.
tiny towers of leaving.
of left.
of
gone.
and now these rooms are empty.
and the floor
is colder, (no warm footprints.)
i remember the times we made love on the couch.
i cant sit on it now.
it seems there are stains, dips, and sounds that escape.
by ~poetic-abortion
spoiled fruit.i think your hands forget my name.spoiled fruit.
and mine, are ashamed.
i feel something wrong inside.
miles, and miles, and miles
of curled up poem lines.
they make these
searching
hands
weak.
and my legs keep
asking me,
why making love
still
makes me
weep.
i am sick of these
desert dreams.
of these
sun-yellowed
sheets and cricket screams.
they overtak
by ~poetic-abortion
the treasure you leave behind.when i met you, my insecurities becamethe treasure you leave behind.
a whale
in a fishbowl.
i told you i was afraid,
you told me i was too old for such things.
when i met you, i started staring
at the paisley cut outs wondering if the holes inside
have shapes, and if you would fill them if you knew they were there.
the first time you touched me, i held my hands out
for your love
like a starving child.
and your chest became an orchard where i ate my fill.
since you held me, i feel blue
in
by ~poetic-abortion
monsoon season.i can feel you changing.monsoon season.
now the sweat
on your face
reminds me of monsoon season.
your legs
are violet poppies or cat tails,
i cant tell.
your skin
a layer of heat- a
sheet
soft
against my bruised legs.
my dirty knees.
please,
dont let me
fall back on that street.
kicking at pavement, searching
in leaves.
i have always
felt i find nothing.
and i go home
foreign.
losing pieces
by ~poetic-abortion
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- Interests: rain, umbrellas, poetry, music, photography, hotel pens.
- Favourite band or musician: joanna newsom.
- Favourite artist: my dad.
- Favourite poet or writer: eric kelly.
- Wallpaper of choice: floral.
- Personal Quote: and shit what now?
- Tools of the Trade: a hotel pen and a piece of paper.
- AIM: poeticabortion
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NY is the baby I rub noses with. I was last there in April and won't be back until my wedding. Bah. Plane tickets are so expensive.
*sigh*
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I hear
your voice
down the hall, through the window, above
all those trees, a light
it seems
& you are singing. What song
is that The words
are beautiful.
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South South Arizona, haha, by Mexico.
I also like to refer to Arizona as "Hell."
I am a native NYer, so nothing shall ever compare, what can I say?
*laughs*
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I hear
your voice
down the hall, through the window, above
all those trees, a light
it seems
& you are singing. What song
is that The words
are beautiful.
-LeRoi Jones
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