- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Dvorak
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Click hereI was scared by Dvorak today,
As he thundered around me.
Bows drawn like archers,
Aiming at my heart.
I think I’m nervous and stoned,
And paranoia is like rain.
Trickling across the desert of my mind,
Tiny tendrils on the sand.
Thin fingered and cold,
Like the cruel Doctors hand.
- COMMENTS
dcpoet44almost 19 years agoand dug the part about the paranioa like rain......nicely done......don
My Erotic Talealmost 19 years agoIf I knew who this guy was I might understand the pome, then again...maybe not <grin> I came, I saw, I read, I grin'ed.
Anonymousalmost 19 years agoBeen there. I really like -
As he thundered around me.
Bows drawn like archers,
Aiming at my heart.
Great imagery of the string section in full blood. Wonderful stuff!
Tess
PS - I'd give you 5 but..... :-(
