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Soul Patch
There may be only emptiness left
After the work is done,
after the morning philosophies,
I may just be nothing after all
And I don't care
about this soul patch
or midday epiphany
or the fact that my life may
have belonged somewhere else
I will only scratch through it
like an itch
until it bleeds out of my body
and becomes another regret
upon the mountains of regret that
I have already climbed
and then the rain falls like knives
against my face
and that is how you kill me
with words sharp as cold rain
I wonder how many times I can lie to myself
before the truth finally slithers out
like the snake that cursed us all
I want free of your tongue,
God damn you.
I wonder how many times I can lie to myself...
as many times as you let yourself my love
:) you never dissapoint, as always I enjoyed this read.
my fav lines:
"until it bleeds out of my body
and becomes another regret
upon the mountains of regret that
I have already climbed"
Much Love
Ashley
This is truly poetic beauty.
This is truly poetic beauty.
There's a way that poetry
can evoke something more sympathetic than contrition, it can also incite rebellions. If the poet has that rare gift too evoke and incite. Your poetry does both with its heart wrenching phraseology. ( is that even a word?) YOUR WORDS LEAVE ME GRASPING FOR SOMETHING EQUALLY MOVING TO COMMENT ALAS,THEY FAIL IN THERE SHORTCOMINGS!
We share nothing I would say other than proximity in geography and our love of words. Your impact on this member of your audience is an unsparing gratitude of letting me learn, with no distractions, your poetry should be a compulsory read for everyone who has ever wanted to be a poet.
Peace
Dylan
"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"
Dylan Eliot
I agree with what you have
I agree with what you have said about life's work, truly amazing poet, I do not agree that you bare not on par my dear! You have writtent hinsg that have sank so deep in me they still effect me today without ever having to read them again. just saying...
Much Love
Ashley
Well worn excellence.
Well worn excellence.
UGH!
THAT ENDING!!!!
"and then the rain falls like knives
against my face
and that is how you kill me
with words sharp as cold rain
I wonder how many times I can lie to myself
before the truth finally slithers out
like the snake that cursed us all
I want free of your tongue,
God damn you."
Speechless.
*Swoon*
Love!!!! <33
"We are, Each of us angels with only one wing, and we can only fly by embracing one another." -Luciano De Crescenzo
Thank you soooo much!
Thank you soooo much!
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.
I really like how this is
I really like how this is written. There is a lot of clarity to it.
...and he asked her, "do you write poetry? Because I feel as if I am the ink that flows from your quill."
"No", she replied, "but I have experienced it. "
thank you!
thank you!
"It is a terrible thing to be so open. It is as if my heart put on a face and walked into the world" -- Sylvia Plath.