You're in Me, Pulsating.

by donk2ymouth   Nov 13, 2007


Forgetting every word that has ever slipped past these lips, liquid silk, there is very little holding me here. it is easy to simply pretend it all away and fill the space with an overwhelming sadness. i used to mistake the slow creeping tingle slithering up my spine as pain, and now with the darkness clinging to my skin, I'm starting to realize I'm simply waiting for the end, as if this were an old film where the losers win.

i try to remember finger painting and crayons and whether or not i was always this dramatic in my daily rituals. Brussels sprouts, and carrots, dear.

foot after foot along the sandy path i picture clouds in the dark, if they're really still there.. the tiny particles settle through the holes in my shoes and i recall familiar presence and the great swirling of dust that marked every step. treading so lightly all this time, i find it is comforting to be in the presence of those who carry themselves this way.

I've set my clock ahead. i needed to lose a few hours.

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  • 10 years ago

    by Everlasting

    This piece is more of prose, but it is one that I enjoyed reading. Though this sounds more like thoughts, and fragments of memories, at least it does to me.

    I guess I would need more reads to gather what this piece is about... And to link the title with the ending...
    so I might stop by and give it another read.

    Nonetheless, very good.

  • 16 years ago

    by ether

    I really, really like this.
    It's very well written and creates such great imagery.

  • 17 years ago

    by mistressxsork

    You know, I wasn't going to end up commenting your poems..
    Because for one, I had forgotten this poems name..
    and two.. I didn't know if you want me to.
    But, there is always that 'complain' button, so.
    I figure "Why not!?"
    & also, I found another one written by you.

    After reading this for a second time,
    I'm thinking many different things.
    I suppose you were right,
    People think they know what the poem means..
    but it probably isn't even close to the real depth.
    Well, we both know I have no clue the what the real meaning is.
    BUT. I thought I would drop by and tell you..
    That your poetry is read more than once.
    That stalkerish feeling you probably just got,
    Was NOT intended at all. So my apologies.

    Overall Rating: Undecided. (:

  • 17 years ago

    by Prophecies In Kodak

    Now I know why you asked me about time.

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