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Friday, October 3, 2003


This poem sucks..but at least it helps.
The current mood of dilapoid at www.imood.com
scree
down the river
in the october air
neath my hands the wheely despair
of a screech to my foots lapse
has collapsed in my open arms

eech
on the rubber cement
as sailors sail their coasts
where pirates crawl back
to their ships

a wreck, ho ha, thou slalom
too close to the edge
with marionette eyes

frigid as fists of cruel intentions
the velocities' little love
of gravtiy's lawing hand
brushes the side
where eyes meet their view
and i wanna live where i don't breathe
i wanna sleep on my side that i know least
and these cars have no home in men's hearts
just as cupids arrow skin and bones
i refuse to hit the hand which i have
that makes a car worth more than me

i screeched
roses' bloom inside
as i hit
the car's back
scratching an inscribation
where i lie vacant

i braked
the world withers
and dies
as momentary lapses
forget to send me
back to where it was
i felt i had my mind together
glue never mends paper i remember
and x's and o's never mean better

nobody
not anybody
never even somebody
never ever
done a deed
and got away

not anybody
not anyone else's eyes
never seen what i seen
and never grown to see
that it was nobody's fault
but mine

nobody ever seen
the metal and men
being meshed
to them

nobody ever done it
nobody's fault but mine






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