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F O R M I K K A

Submitted by Esker on Fri, 2015-01-16 09:00

Two worlds within walls
once large forboding
not lost like now

coffee from the jar
the hands shake
and no words
part air
soft curses
fear

no mentions

a television
throwing out the
mill of sound

a spoons clatter
in the sink
and the glow
of flourscent
from the kitchen
counter light

slept days
nights
waking
and back to
the depths
snow outside
the window
the wind
in the trees
like a dream

pills on the formica
two and one
and three

start a routine
find that path
where I remember
me

Editing stage: 
Editing - rough draft

Comments

Roscoe Lane

Tue, 2015-01-20 08:45

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Great imagery, we seem to get our life message from television. Even when most aren't watching, it will still be switched on, and the pills help the message go down. Great title. Regards Roscoe...

Roscoe Llane,

Religion will rip your faith off, and return
for the mask of disbelief that's left.

emogothgirl

Tue, 2015-01-20 09:19

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i really like this one. would you mind if it was featured as a teaser on the official blog? how it works is part of your poem would be posted (with credit to you of course) along with a link for the reader to read the rest of it here, redirecting the flow to neo. think about it and let me know.

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Esker

Tue, 2015-01-20 09:50

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Like advertisements....either coy provocative funny or the random
sketchy tongue in cheek as of more and late...
The flip of the biz..

Feel free to use my Poetry to promote Neopoet!
along with our others here.

Presently holding my own!

it is cold and beautiful
I have to do much outside
today in the community

Thank You Emogothgirl!
Mr Esker!

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