Another late night-
spent editing the lines
that only serve
to distract you.
What really makes a poem?
is it interest?
flow?
stanza breaks? I'll never understand...
just what you mean to me.
Camo style armbands; thumb holes ripped
so they don't bunch at the wrists.
Flashing rings: tainted silver,
smoke that was never really there to begin with.
Is this all I am to you?
It's too late to go back. To flirting.
With life, danger,
me.
Why would you want to?
Poisoned waterfalls-
plastic corruption.
So this is what it all comes down to.
You and me.
Man and machine.
Broken world, striving for "peace".
In reality,
In'N'Out.
Who's got the bigger guns daddy?
Do you care daddy?
Why do you care, daddy?
I guess....
it's the beginning of the end.
Music to make the man.
Is this all I have to look forward to?
Smell the weed.... it's over.
Just wait 'til we hit rock bottom.
Author notes
Not as much a poem as a train of thought.
I duno.
I haven't been in the writing mood lately.
Written April 29th, 2005
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Dang, this is really original. I dig it.
Wow, what a useless comment. Sorry, how bout an applaus to make up for a lame comment? -
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Hey I don't remember seeing this one. I like! -
AHH! Sorcha my darling.
I love your poetry. This one is really good. ^-^ I like the.. the.... ..ness of it. Teehee, words are failing me. Alas, that's how it goes.
Later my lovely,
<3 - Ali -
hah. major.
Cool Cat, eh? I've gotten worse. People IMed me just to whore their stuff, didn't even bother to read mine. Nice to know I'm appreciated. - -''
Pekoe died foo, did you get my MYspace comment? Cancer...... *cries* -
The words that come to me shall be described as... "cool cat". btw whats up with that charls guy, desperation lies in a sentence.
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good job!!! will you read some of my poems?
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