| That new "(500) Days of Summer" movie reminded me of something old that I wrote about a girl named Summer. |
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god.undoubtedly now, igod(undoubtedly now, i [trapped in the halls of memory and contrition, under flood of light rain, falling stars, cold nights, measurable time, songs - whispered voices masking warm light behind eyesgod.undoubtedly now, i
circumspect yet longing - untouched lands, blankets, empty bodies, and absolute loss bring me to] realize
this love) is in you; in me.
by *meglocrush
Lagunaby *meglocrush
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Sundayssshhhh a sunday afternoon blanket of laze spread on the grass moments linger in the lemonade waiting for answers they settle at the bottomSunday
with the pulp
old pictures reconstruction of things past and mostly gone save for wishes that our spheres of knowing may have overlapped when years were still being wasted on our youth struggling with chemicals
buried hope
deep in regress these poems go by the third wave it turns for the surface "i need some air" the depths will crush my poet lungs
slow
by ~sumalangitnawa
NotHereof pains twisting, moving, (a loss, creating emptiness) within.NotHere
love gained, and love-stained.
fleeting, leaving. loving behind.
/gone.sabine.july'01/
by `skyOrange
lay down yr burdenGoodbyelay down yr burden
The moon is neurotic tonight, a moaning face, in three-quarter profile. Still as a Zen garden.
Our words last week are faded now, dreamlike. I won't bring it up again-- this close to my leaving, the words like church bells would ring out our guilt and the wrath of god when we would rather be sleeping.
There are so many ways to hurt someone.
The people you love most will lie, will smile, brave with their pain, hoarding it as though it will save them. It's merciless, this martyrdom. &nb
by *surlybird
drinking pig urinelook, i'm drinking pig urinedrinking pig urine
today i drink thee
non-citric o
pig had the toe rot
it spreads out your eyes dont slip friend, a fool is loose fresh is hot yellow
face west, circle back find it soon, ours smells the worst it's no problem, man
smell of invasion reconstitute a seven look i'm drinking pee.
by ~m0f7e
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