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Topic: * words like mice in a small device*
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pixelpixie
Moderator Posts: 8309
From: Ontario, Canada
Registered: Aug 2003
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posted May 16, 2005 02:57 PM
 
never mind this was stupidIP: Logged |
26taurus
Moderator Posts: 7635
From: the stars
Registered: Jun 2004
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posted May 18, 2005 11:10 AM
I wanna read it!  Your poems are never stupid!  Put it back up!  IP: Logged |
pixelpixie
Moderator Posts: 8309
From: Ontario, Canada
Registered: Aug 2003
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posted May 18, 2005 12:58 PM
OKay, here.. but only for you.
But what about the one YOU took down.. huh? Huh? *pokes the 27 year old in her luscious ribs
_____________________________________________Recant!
I can't
It is written in the palms of my hands
the scars on my body
the depth of my glands
and what I stand for
and who I stand on
When the day ends
even the one so long ago gone
I can't glue this to me and make it stick
this is not the way and it makes me sick
to be undone by the one
I see before me
and the ones
that came before me
biased by mediocrity
and my unwillingness to be
that something you see
though I only see through
the windows you wash for me
so when you splatter mud and debris
I can't be this
and I see your kiss
and I wish and wish
that I could be dirty
or at least see through
like I am known to do
the curtains of dirt
separating me from you
simple and complex
the convenient context
just a little more stress
to sort through
bring it on my mister,
this wh0re and this sister
are talking more by the moment
and travelling through this dormant
door
and finding more
small ones.
Like mice. How nice.
Isn't it?
To see that stuff you threw at me
just makes it easier to really see.
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Bluemoon
Knowflake Posts: 737
From: Stafford, VA USA
Registered: Feb 2005
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posted May 18, 2005 02:00 PM
I like it pixie!  IP: Logged |
26taurus
Moderator Posts: 7635
From: the stars
Registered: Jun 2004
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posted May 18, 2005 02:20 PM
Okay. I loved that. Words can cut. And sometimes the ones that are never spoken hurt the most. quote:
It is written in the palms of my hands
the scars on my body
the depth of my glands
and what I stand for
and who I stand on
When the day ends
even the one so long ago gone
I can't glue this to me and make it stick
this is not the way and it makes me sick
to be undone by the one
I see before me
and the ones
that came before me
That was powerful. You truly have a way with words. Always deep and always real. That's what I like about you. Youre no phoney. Youre honest and raw, and in touch with yoursel(ves). The good, bad and ugly. The reader is placed right in your world and that is why so many people love your poetry pix. We can really feel and relate to it. You are a true artist. Thanks for re-posting it for me.  IP: Logged |
maya-v
Knowflake Posts: 1198
From: New York
Registered: Dec 2004
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posted May 18, 2005 02:22 PM
What T said ...Truly IP: Logged |
pixelpixie
Moderator Posts: 8309
From: Ontario, Canada
Registered: Aug 2003
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posted May 18, 2005 03:32 PM
You make me cry.
Thank you.IP: Logged |
Heart--Shaped Cross
Knowflake Posts: 1419
From: north of Boston, MA
Registered: Aug 2004
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posted May 18, 2005 07:32 PM
ditto
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