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Idle play
Contributed by
vincy
on
Saturday, 28th June 2003 @ 12:05:00 AM in AEST
Topic:
EmotionalPoetry
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Too many things to do
when yoooooooouu
waking up to the
vacuuuuuuuuuuume
surrounding the nucleus
of your being
set aside the dreams
that only moments ago
part of your being
snort twice
turn arrrrrrroooooooound
you beast
you ungrateful
you undevoted
thing
to your past!
You angel you
you unresentful
you unregretable
you creature
of the time being you.
Who may I be
to pass judgement
but the echo
which strikes twice
and once again
and again..
till you turn
to the other side
there
you see
you do not snort no more.
Wrapped as you are
with sorrow and solitude
well disguised
in pearls & rubies.
Busy.. busy ...
always almost
carrying messages
of faith and glory
from times past
to times to come.
No more to say
not much to do
but snore again
as aging wings
armfuls of them
from me to you.
Copyright ©
vincy
... [
2003-06-28 00:05:00] (Date/Time posted on
site)
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