- Non-Erotic Poetry
- coma breath
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that skin-thin beauty
beheld and withheld again
the cycle of death in
this shell of a head
empty echo chamber
chaining me to
the remainder of the
best fuck i ever had
those bluish reminders
take forever to fade it seems
stretched beyond my means
render all this mess
meaningless, and what's more
i don't have the good sense
to come in from this rain
hopeful of asphxiation
death by candellight might
even be art-like.
soul to soul, once upon
a daydream
my mind is in seattle
and all points in between.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozabout 17 years agoCan feel the sense of being chained, in more levels than is revealed, with a mind that spans time and distance.
Maria2394over 18 years agomental surfing. I loved it, the way it felt to read and yes, to be read aloud. You are very deep, I enjoy reading you, always, even if I havent said before. Youre good ;)
WickedEveover 18 years agomakes it a must-read. Love the phrase "skin-thin beauty." Very poetic. Wonderful poem.
Anonymousover 18 years agoNot having the sense to come in out of the rain is a good thing. Wonderful as always
My Erotic Taleover 18 years agoeven a blind queer at a weinner roast could see that this was deep even if he was unable to see it.<grin>
