The sign had been there
for quite a while before
I realized that you were
not. A reminder that
held me fixed in a running
car with no place to go,
but around the block.
I wondered, briefly, if I'd
thought you were joking
when you said "You'll
wake up one day and
find that I've moved on."
I was a fool to think we
had the time to think.
There is nothing as side-less as time.
There is nothing further from the truth;
Than the way I need to miss you until
I can need nothing, but the distance.
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It's important to me, because it perfectly
captures the moment in time, for me; that fork in the road,
Of losing someone very close to me.
Written April 23rd, 2004
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it took a while to find this, it is perhaps a more universal a poem than just a personal poem. while i cannot identify with the other poem you wrote, this one does fit well, especially the emptiness of loss - feels all too familiar.
blessings and best wishes,
~richard
(gay rose witheld lest it be misunderstood)
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I like the line side-less as time, it seems to contrast with the sold sign to me ..4 corners that enclose a truth that wasn't expected..and yet ..like an open composition painting... the message travels on ..sideless with time..echoing until distance is a comfort. Just what I got
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Why Horus you sensative dog...
Its no good, driving around and around the block, after a while its really bad for the engine.
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I have been there, on the side where I am the one saying "One day, I won't be here." Sometimes you just have to go, no matter how much it hurts to do it. And believe me, it does hurt.
I also know about this from your angle, always thinking that something will stay the same, there forever. Then one day it isn't and you're kinda left just saying "Damn...I thought..."
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This was another fantastic write... I just love reading you poetry. And can't wait to read more! From imagine27
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i read this on vacation about 5 times
it made me cry.
hi dear, i'm back ..
didn't get to call your friend unfortunately .. but did get to mess around with alligators in the everglades .. whew.
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never take your woman for granted. theyre unprodictible and crazy & they really could be gone when you wake up.
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So many thoughts ran through my mind as I read this, but then I relized it was about buying some kind of car or bike, but I am always trying to find the double meaning in things, never the less this was great as always.
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now this was a guts pullin' piece.. enjoyed it hun.. filled with wilting roses and chocolates that have been left with the ribbon still intact times.... 
HUGS AND BUGS TO YOU HUN
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This was very nice horus. I much enjoyed it.
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I didn't know you had friends at the harley shop. When you write like this you are nearly as good as those fucks over at poemranker think you are. Pisssssssssssssssssss.
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When you write a poem from your heart not from your crotch, you are nearly as good as you think you are. Do you think you could write more like this and less of the stuff to impress your pals at the harley shop?
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You are funny Scott, but I am funnier. Just look at that picture of my bass player packing heat (diaper)... I havethe mind of a drunk abused clown. My crotch is the only thingthat doesn't run out of ink... But I mean, you must admit, you're not exactly ALWAYS shooting from the hip there scruffy.
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It is as you say.
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Funny how we take so much for granted, until it is gone. And then when it is gone, we wonder just how long has it been gone?
The simple words you use in this write to stir such emotions, Great work!
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Yah, i like that one too. it is part of a series that you should check out if you find the time. bleach (series) on my lists.
The contest is not over.... so i am still batting about that sloppy joe with my wiffle ball bat. -
It's the only currency I trade in. Loved your piece the other day, by the way, the bleached out one? Impressive and 3 dimensional, did you win that contest?
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wow, this is good, kinda matches my mood actually, i love the imagry of the car driving around the block, i wonder if you feel this now?
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nice =D
ooh. . . thats good poem. I really like how weel it all fits together. It almost sounds hauting at the end. . .good job!
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I think the think think bit works as well as the need need bit at the end and makes for a pretty good obsessive feeling.
Side-less is also tasty and the thing over all is a shoulder heap, a drenched dick fresh from the microwave. this is deflating and just... stark, man. I hate you for reminding me of this feeling. -
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Wow! This hits close to home. I just bought a house and never lived in it and I am selling it. I could clearly see how a person who has always been there how sobering it would be to drive by and see Sold on their house. Imagery is vivid and a most unusually good poem.
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