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Submitted by weirdelf on 11 June 2007 - 2:09am.| Updated 9 September 2007 - 11:03pm.
Style / Type:
freeform
I gaze into the abyss
I suspect many do
the idea of falling is terrorising and tempting
but I can’t
love has hooks in my flesh
holds me above the abyss
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
(2 votes)
LOL
Your comments amuse me, Joe, although i don’t always understand them. IRS is the tax department in America, yes?
I was thinking about that performance artist who suspends himself from hooks imbedded in his flesh, but in this case they are the hooks of other peoples love that stop me plummeting. They can hurt as much.
hooks
love it!
I know of a human puppet...
Incredible mind control is needed to avoid tearing.The imagery is almost suspenseful.
Hooked,
IKnow
Very Deep
So much conveyed in such few words,
Although brief it punches’ home the thought,
As for the bloody Hooks, they cast you so far, and then reel me slowly back in,
There are many times when you just want to go.
Great thought Jess
But then your quite good at this,
Regards
Peter
painless steal
yes you know damn well what i mean otherwise
way back in the nineties i read about this fellow
who suspended himself
of course the natives were doing this thing on the
American plains for years
singing away the whole while until their flesh tore
hung by the skin on their backs
but what I am thinking about suprisingly enough Weirdelf
and I know you well my brother is this
In the South Americas the Spanish were moving through
like the IRS collecting everything and they wanted this
damned Jade some tribe or something had
So the tribe makes the Spanish come to this great sinkhole
like huge huge huge sinkhole People parachute into the
damn thing its that large a thousand feet deep
anyway the tribe representative says to the Spanish or
whomever “Oh yah you want this!!!!! Well here!!”
and dropped this huge huge peice of jade into the hole
I thought that was so cool
well same people who weighed down people and dropped
them into wells for rain in the next growing season
but still
I like your idea of Love Hooks
like I want to jump off a cliff
but people are holding me back
with their love
I do Hope that I am one of them
and should something happen to
me this year well my entries will
just stop
Lori doesnt have my username here
or anything
but where ever I be I will be
Great Poem dude
love it
O
Thanks Peter and O.
especially for dredging so far back to find this piece. I once didn’t comment on new poems for 2 weeks (calendar time, that’s at least 2 months Neopoet time) just finding missed jewels in the backlist.
It’s fun, eh.
cheers,
Jess
Oh and we are so Blessed by those hooks or cursed
Being free is a state of mind and so is being bound Mind twister good read can feel the damn things but they are pulling me down and not suspending up or back Have a great day out of time 240 min again Donnie/ Sinbad
I couldn't let this slip by,
Your very welcome Jess, But honestly i just couldn’t pass by without
airing,
Regards
Peter