rust never sleeps

when you're
down in the hole
and the sun
is on the other side
of you
where necessity
is that

broken

last cigarette

life is a seam
made of glass
glue
and bourbon
the lesser parts
are merely
dreams

black at the roots
with thin wry smiles
sneering behind
attic doors
cameras
and
empty glasses

there is no air
in clouds
and long tooth

daze

living with
tarnished
mirrors
of rust
and dust

so forget
the dreams
for
they never
sleep

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Gypsy Via Orleans
February 16

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you know what? i think i'll stop interrupting my reading with these comments and just enjoy the ride of your words.
- MuddyKing
  February 16
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  I will visit you tomorrow
  early morn ahead of me
  and thank you for the kind words
  peace and hugs
  Muddy
marc creamore
November 16, 2008

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So interesting . . . the thought that dreams never sleep . . . I'm gonna mull that one around in my head for awhile . . .

Marc
Melissa Gayle
November 16, 2008
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You know what I think.
notorious
November 16, 2008

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Uh, wow.
Your lack of punctuation annd short line breaks feels so clean and refined here.

"and the sun
is on the other side
of you
where necessity
is that
broken
last cigarette"
Ohhhh I just love that!! It makes me think of dead sunshine. LoL.

"the lesser parts
are merely
dreams"
<==pretty much says it all.
It made me feel insignificant and hopeless. :C
Your stuff always invokes some kind of feeling, if not multiple feelings.

Wonderfulllll

Jessica