knotted parachute

Discussion in 'Poet's Corner' started by ACRon, Jan 18, 2009.

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  1. ACRon

    ACRon Well-Known Member

    i feel Im what remains
    the only twitching worker
    i shed my opinions
    like mail bombs
    rumpole of the submarine
    dont like me all that much
    i tried on his t-shirt
    mother doth protest too much
    send those west
    a graceful parachute
    but no it dont open right for me
    my limbs become folly of those survived
    emerced in rubber
    the gaslight lives on
    Im the only light that flickers
    for the only one who's left
    draw me
    adore me
    forget me
    Im someones favourite mistake
    I'll take that and hide
    in a coranary sand cand castle in the sky
    the muse is a muse
    please celebrate
    or leave me alone
  2. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    Good poem :)
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