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scarce

Submitted by Esker on Thu, 2011-03-10 13:45

away
away

the traffic rumbles past
on the snow muffle street
I came here wanting
you to be here
alive and loud
leaning

bending demanding me
to drive your tea kettle
the switchs you havent
learnt

three blocks south and two
left

the house is hollow
and where are you
living it up somewhere
no smiles for me

what adventure you
are up against
and Im on my own
facing snow crsytals
and rain drops

with half a mickey
in my pocket and
some pain killers
to while away
the hurt that nibbles me
to death

you would have dulled
the sweet ache

you have the gift..

Editing stage: 
Editing - rough draft

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Kailashana2

Thu, 2011-03-10 16:53

runes

i can not hear you just yet
the bookmark you left
slowly tears
the song in two

the pages parted
life
chews the bone

spitting
fire
burning
accolades

steam
from a teapot
following

~A

Hi Steven, thanks for the dance.

Esker

Tue, 2011-03-15 14:39

Esker's picture

its the comments someone said
that a raw beauty was to be read
and and so it is here..

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Esker

Sun, 2011-03-13 12:32

Esker's picture

some require no words
a mere presence a close approximation of
touch nothing lasts each day in its exacted
moment a moon cradled in lush ragged light

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