i’ve been everywhere.
"here is truth,"
you said,
"and here is beauty,
and we are neither
and nothing in between,"
so you boarded up your eyes
like hollow burnt-out houses
and you ran.
days like this,
more than air,
i need someonesomethingsomewhere
to hold my clumsy hands,
feed me comfort,
and say,
listen.
tomorrow is the easiest
of all the days,
because it never really comes;
and i can’t forget the way today came,
hard and fast, one more
in a long line
of inconsiderate lover days,
lying in my unmade bed,
waiting
for me to regret.
thats really really good. did you write that yourself?
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“so you boarded up your eyes like hollow burnt-out houses” this line is so powerful, it shook me up a little. very well done 🙂
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such imagery. your words are killer and i’ve been sliced at the neckk. you are magnificent…
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nicely done.
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*agrees with all of the aboive???* it was wonderful, but I expect you get that all the time. Stupendous? Marvellous? Magnanimous? Immaculate?? Spagettios. it was spagettios. so damn spagettios I may never write again. Cheers
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