Centipede: it graves away, digging each step, a faint near-
er. Close call. Death, as it is an insect whose form
of fishing through the shit. (Oh you know, the grass and the grapes
and the faith and the strength
to dig up, and not down.
To sink towards the sky,
to invert a frown).
It's been cast away, with its babe on the hook.
When it was dismissed it was mistook for a twig or
mulch, and yet. You flinched.
You SHOOK.
Was it the tiny beat of its heart
stomping its way through,
clearing its path;
a sacrifice.
Humble masturbation is to always wear a glove
Retractable regression is where we wake up
I shot down the rain, but i had to shoot a dove
I blame the bird, for it dared to interrupt.
now.,
Version two is musing me,
a little more of that terrestipede
Goes gah gah when done good deed
Gave leg to a dog who had but three
Coalescent limbs in search of history
Atop of another they're just barely free
Weep for yourselves if you aren't a full degree
So you say you crave a leaf? Well then go climb a tree.
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Comments
hah
so much imagery.
i really like this part:
to dig up, and not down.
To sink towards the sky,
to invert a frown
the poem read like a chain.. and when those lines came in.. the chain turned and crumpled.. and straightened back out again.. no i am not on acid.. or anything.. i didnt actually see that haha. thats just the feeling i got.. and i hope i explained it so it made sense.
haha.
anyway.
Retractable regression.. those two words have been written on my notebook for the past 2 weeks.. haha. so i think that is insane..
(great minds think a like) ^.^ no matter how far from eachother.. we still have those little ties to keep us together, inside and out. i am glad our thoughts are much alike here.
not just those two words..
the ending really tied everthing together. the last line.. is how i feel constantly.. about everyone out here. and i dispise it. >.<
people arent to bad, just well.. your last line explains it perfectly.. but pennsylvanians have thier flaws as well.
sorry for the long quote.. it just happened to click with me very well right now.
<3
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life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life
but i'm so happy to receive such a long comment from you. i definitely took notice of it, and it made me all excited and such.
I love you. <3
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~zowen + ~mymisfortune
close the world, txEn eht nepO
aww i love you. <3
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life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life feeds on life
you have a way of saying alot in a little.
thats something i wish i had.
as for another title
how bout
respect
ha i dunno.
i enjoyed your writing as well, you have a lot to say.. and you rarely get in depth with what you have to say. so it's nice to be able to be given your thoughts once in a while to pick apart.
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~zowen + ~mymisfortune
close the world, txEn eht nepO
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~zowen + ~mymisfortune
in soviet russia, comments leave you!
and thank you so much for the favourite. i admit it, i enjoy this poem also and it's nice to have it appreciated. especially by you.
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~zowen + ~mymisfortune
close the world, txEn eht nepO
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