tonight:
unshaven, disheveled
rocking back
white fuzz television
fingers peeled red and rusted
remote and days old pizza
steady
of the moths hitting
the flames
all of whom are
scared to death
just like me
tomorrow:
unshaven, sleeping
dreaming of them:
family gone
cars smashing
and all that fucking blood
flowing down the street
into yesterday
into all the tonights and tomorrows
late night 'allpoetry' release
saying
READ ME!
FEEL MY PAIN!
...0 comments...
yesterday:
is today
buring pictures
flames licking
t
he moths fly
and I am sane
till tomorrow
A contest entry
- Give A Metaphor More Potency!!! by Quality Contests.
425 points, ended April 15, 2007, 13 entries
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Very interesting, intriguing, and personal. I liked the part about the poem with 0 comments. Know that feeling. Thanks for entering and making this contest a success!
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