just words
Move through the streets.
All slick my slide,
Serpent like.
While slack eyed
Passersby
Suck smog
'Tween their teeth.
Sky blue, blazoned
Display, defers my
Thinking, refers my mind
To thoughts of beauty.
Pull back,
Detract myself
To alleys that smell,
Hot like hell
And my heart misses
A beating while
Thoughts (fleeting)
Wedge themselves
Between love and hate.
It is you I am missing.
But the day is fine
And mine and I kick
Rocks towards cars.
Back on busy streets
My feet a sad fleet
Of broken boats.
Poetry by halfjack
Read 1118 times
Written on 2011-05-21 at 03:00
Tags Love Hate Longing
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it is You
I fit the grooveMove through the streets.
All slick my slide,
Serpent like.
While slack eyed
Passersby
Suck smog
'Tween their teeth.
Sky blue, blazoned
Display, defers my
Thinking, refers my mind
To thoughts of beauty.
Pull back,
Detract myself
To alleys that smell,
Hot like hell
And my heart misses
A beating while
Thoughts (fleeting)
Wedge themselves
Between love and hate.
It is you I am missing.
But the day is fine
And mine and I kick
Rocks towards cars.
Back on busy streets
My feet a sad fleet
Of broken boats.
Poetry by halfjack
Read 1118 times
Written on 2011-05-21 at 03:00
Tags Love Hate Longing
Save as a bookmark (requires login) Write a comment (requires login) Send as email (requires login) Print text
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