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Every Saturday
Contributed by
daniella
on
Saturday, 9th February 2008 @ 08:27:53 AM in AEST
Topic:
self-harmpoetry
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Eyes caked with purple and blue
Senses dulled by excessive hair spray
Talking, wondering about the regulars
Cheap heels clonking across the pavement
Sinking into mud
Awkwardly stepping over
The railroad tracks
As breezes disturb the litter scattered
And strewn across the ground and
Tossed carelessly into lawns
For others to dispose of
And they’re pretty optimistic
They’ll find someone to teach them
(How to be held)
How to play pool
She comes stumbling
And fumbling with her purse
Muttering to herself
Words slurring together
Out of bars thick with smoke
Floors sticky with booze
And saturated with hopes
Forgotten and drowned in dirty glasses
And replaced by awkward passes
Made at each blurred face that lingers
And hangs around late
On this particular night
Over the railroad tracks
Hoping to God
(“Please pass out here.”)
That next time her makeup
Won’t smear
Copyright ©
daniella
... [
2008-02-09 08:27:53] (Date/Time posted on
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