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Imbroglio

Contributed by SmokinJoeEvil on Thursday, 9th January 2003 @ 02:00:00 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems



Around it spun,
A four-walled calamity
Filled with the faces
Of all those there with me.

One who was smoking,
Giving all a dead stare.
The piously damning,
The one's with no care.

The weasel and fox,
Both men on the run.
The four in the corner
Who spoke to no one.

The coquette, the sister,
The cop and the mob.
A killer, a saviour,
A sick, atrophied blob.

The broke, the unfashionable,
Those with all the right parts.
Men and women with broken
But augmented hearts.

A widow, a warrior,
A victim of vice.
A stolid old coot
With a conscience of ice.

The joker, the bauer,
And court of a king.
The wintery young beauty,
A child of the spring.

A prostrating beggar,
A man of all wealth,
And in the midst of them all
There was standing myself.

They all looked my way then,
Their glares an indication
That I was there on loan,
And had no invitation.

They began to move in on me,
Their anger in tow.
What I had done to deserve this
I surely did not know.

I broke through their ranks then,
They toppled in droves,
I hit the doorway's edge
And half of them dove

To clutch at my ankles
To draw me back in,
The look in their eyes
Saying "those who run do not win".

But I wasn't playing,
I just wanted to leave.
So I shut the door quickly
And with all I could heave

I bolted and latched it,
Left it all behind.
And I've never been back since,
That party's, thankfully, not mine.




Copyright © SmokinJoeEvil ... [ 2003-01-09 02:00:00]
(Date/Time posted on site)





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Re: Imbroglio (User Rating: 1 )
by OreO on Thursday, 9th January 2003 @ 09:31:07 AM AEST
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Ahhhh how beautiful ...i love this one, and oh how many times one has felt like an outsider...to many times if you ask me...but i like to live spontaneously lol i say poo on tha rules lmao....this is a beautiful write my friend you surely do have a way with words....and i enjoyed this one tremendously....
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