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  • An umbilical cord wrapped around the truth
    speaks volumes- leaks volumes-
    by HoldMe 11 lines, on Nov 25 5:58 PM
  • Cast off like a plastic bag mimicking a tumble weed
    I harken to leaves like feet against concrete-
    by HoldMe 18 lines, 4 comments, on Nov 25 9:46 AM. In Personal, Religious
  • I am a plastic bag
    carried on a stray wind down
    by HoldMe 38 lines, 19 comments, on Nov 24 7:33 PM. In Religious, Personal
  • I am a breath, held in until the lungs burn
    and blackness creeps in, like the pits of Hell,
    by HoldMe 5 lines, 4 comments, on Dec 27 6:31 PM 2007
  • I I close my eyes, feel small against
    by HoldMe 51 lines, 4 comments, on Nov 4 5:09 PM 2007
  • The line of black umbrellas, a funeral procession of tight lips, of clicking heels against
    by HoldMe 62 lines, 2 comments, on Oct 14 1:29 PM 2007
  • Write a letter as I rock out to the mixed tape-
    each love song stilted and jaded,
    by HoldMe 19 lines, 2 comments, on Sep 27 8:04 PM 2007
  • I’ll be with the pill bottles, the scalpels, the nooses-
    if you ever want to find me.
    by HoldMe 30 lines, 6 comments, on Sep 21 6:39 PM 2007
  • Twilight smiles at me, her pearly dentures sunk to the bottom of her water glass.
    by HoldMe 29 lines, 1 comment, on Sep 13 5:54 PM 2007
  • Condensation builds up on yearning lips. I lean in, to taste the color of your aura,
    by HoldMe 22 lines, 1 comment, on Sep 5 3:19 PM 2007
  • Coal black eyes shift
    (like the headlights of a car breaking the sound barrier)
    by HoldMe 16 lines, 4 comments, on Aug 23 4:38 PM 2007
  • It’s a paper cut that kills her so/ where she hides all the secrets that you’ll never know/
    by HoldMe 37 lines, 2 comments, on Aug 17 10:29 AM 2007. In Lyrics, Pain
  • None of the notes are right, klaxon-redundant and boisterous as a tsunami eroding
    by HoldMe 22 lines, 1 comment, on Aug 10 12:17 PM 2007
  • My chemicals are as faulty as bloodletting, or the wiring of a firefly,
    by HoldMe 16 lines, 2 comments, on Aug 8 9:58 AM 2007
  • You hold the stub of a one-way train ticket / between fingers that recently / fondled the lit cigarette. / You’ve put it out beneath your heel, / leaving a scorch-mark on the pavement, / but the smoke still c
    by HoldMe 24 lines, on Jul 24 5:06 PM 2007
  • The graphite lead is stuck / in your skin, broken off from when I tried / to draw your heart back on; / the soulless look in your coal-blac
    by HoldMe 5 lines, on Jul 20 2:46 PM 2007
  • I live on this bridge of rhythmic / pulsations, split between / major and minor chords. / My heartstring is yearning towards your finger, /
    by HoldMe 21 lines, 6 comments, on Jul 18 12:24 PM 2007
  • Passionately you arranged familiar atoms / into unfamiliar structures, / slinging ink with a quill fingertip / to inscribe your wonder upon / the universe, rolled / up like a scroll. / Creation trembles
    by HoldMe 19 lines, 2 comments, on Jul 16 10:01 AM 2007. In Spiritual, Personal, Hope, Thoughts
  • She keeps his words stowed safely / in her pocket on a fraying string / Sometimes he adds to them, but she / only tucks them away again, until it / is time for them to be shown
    by HoldMe 24 lines, 1 comment, on Jul 16 9:58 AM 2007
  • I get the feeling something's missing, as / I resort to another duct-tape fix. Hide / a contusion behind another layer of blush, / but meanwhile / Nothing's changed (except the outside). / No amount of al
    by HoldMe 40 lines, 3 comments, on Jul 5 2:58 PM 2007
  • Waxen wings and sealing wax, whimsical phrases / I once fondly harkened to. / There is an address to Timbuktu, if you / close your eyes and
    by HoldMe 12 lines, 4 comments, on Jul 2 9:38 PM 2007
  • Quillfingertips trace pensive thoughts, / trail a poetic glimpse reminiscent of / gray, fogged glasses / fail to glimpse the star burning /
    by HoldMe 18 lines, 5 comments, on Jul 1 9:18 PM 2007
  • A caffeine induced hallucination, / that must be it. Three / hours of surveying the swirling / pattern in the wooden table, and I / spot th
    by HoldMe 27 lines, 1 comment, on Jun 28 2:39 PM 2007
  • Hammerfists erase punctuation marks in favor of / acerbicrunons, / the static of bad reception adding a dulcet undertone to / to the screeching wheels of your getaway car. / Fingertips trace the tracks you left behin
    by HoldMe 14 lines, 2 comments, on Jun 9 5:57 PM 2007
  • I am held close to you, my skin / being rubbed raw by your granite surface, / trapped as though your statuesque limbs / were truly adhesive
    by HoldMe 87 lines, 3 comments, on Jun 7 7:17 PM 2007
  • The same can be said for you as for me- / originality has never existed, merely / different forms of the same ideas repeated / again and ag
    by HoldMe 38 lines, 1 comment, on Jun 4 6:16 PM 2007. In Personal, Thoughts
  • My breath fogs up the window like a moth-wing, / artificial lights interrupting the brief spiral of unrepentant joy. / This is the Autobahn
    by HoldMe 28 lines, 14 comments, on Jun 4 5:18 PM 2007. In Personal, Sad, Love, Thoughts
  • The scrapbook is still on the table where you left it, / yellow pages fluttering in an idle breeze / smelling of fresh spring rain and sal
    by HoldMe 42 lines, 5 comments, on May 31 5:42 PM 2007. In Thoughts, Love, Pain, Sad, Longings
  • Synchronized, the pulsation / of hearts in time to / the swinging of the world. / It is a penduluum / swinging back and forth. / I will catch it, and / in a silver current of / words and wishes / freeze t
    by HoldMe 28 lines, 4 comments, on May 27 5:48 PM 2007. In Personal, Thoughts, Life, Poetry
  • It is 3 am and the black sky / overhead resembles a snake, / onyx coils poised to strike. I am / Cleopatra and these pearls will / prove my
    by HoldMe 22 lines, 4 comments, on May 27 11:23 AM 2007
  • I am a Las Vegas lie, / oozing insincerity from / every pore. / The 3 am chatter filters / through the vents, the / smell of cigarettes in
    by HoldMe 46 lines, 8 comments, on May 27 11:06 AM 2007. In Personal, Sad, Dark
  • It is 3 am and the black sky / overhead resembles a snake, / onyx coils pouised to strike. I am / Cleopatra and these pearls will / prove m
    by HoldMe 17 lines, 4 comments, on May 21 6:12 PM 2007
  • Here's one blue-and-white goodbye, / fluoxetine lullaby, I am sent to sleep by the / whispers of yours song, / "I love you, I love you, I l
    by HoldMe 29 lines, 2 comments, on May 19 2:26 PM 2007
  • There are holes burnt in me, / like a cigarette was pressed against / some flimsy fabric. That fabric is me. / Oh bleeding heart! You see,
    by HoldMe 27 lines, on May 19 2:20 PM 2007. In Personal
  • [Hm...another piece I'm still not fully satisfied with...like grrrrrr...] / I am the onion peelings, lying unraveled on / your smooth, unbl
    by HoldMe 55 lines, 4 comments, on May 16 3:31 PM 2007. In Personal, Thoughts
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