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It's the Aching That's Beautiful

I wear socks- never when I sleep
I'm half in dreams, half awake- and one half's in too deep
My brain is covered in vessels
"Maybe the rocket fuel is depleted.." I sigh
A million spaceships will carry my mind to Pluto 'cause
It's not a planet and neither am I
We love each other

Astronomy Boy sings
"Why spend years building what a second can destroy?"
Cathy Cometdust finishes "We're born to live frumpy face, don't act so serious."
So... (shuffles feet) considering our human limit?
Galaxies may be glorious
Still, the look in your eyes when you said
"Please don't leave.  Please, don't go..."
Ah... girl, you know affection is just another wormhole
A last exit passport to search love's shadow for infinity
(Amid) aching ruins of existence

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Written July 1st, 2004

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  • K Renee
    July 6, 2004
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    Absolutely Fabulous

    This makes me think of Ray Brabury (I'm a big fan), so I like this a lot. I really love the dreamy imagery and metaphors. More people should definitely read this. It's fabulous. There's something very sweet in the honesty you present.

    -Renee


  • strawberrynadir
    July 1, 2004
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    this was great... i must bookmark it and come back to comment when i have more time.. it was unique and brilliant, i hope it gets lots of intelligent comments and more than a " quite good" "affection is just another wormhole... " liked that line is rare im impressed by someone i havent read before on here but i was impressed by this..


  • Pretty Escape
    July 1, 2004
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    This is good. Quite interesting... I like it.. I love poems that don't conform to the stereotypical poem- they are always the better ones. Well, great job- keep it up.
    Sierra