- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Firepit
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This is where
glass was first found. Small
discs
of fused silica, at the bottom
of a pit where oak and alder and
fir were burnt.
I am lonely. I want
us to join like this earth, like this sand,
in some violent and raging fire.
But my hair is not right for that moment
and I need more stylish clothes
and perhaps I have forgotten
to pick up this small chip
of that angry glass
that lies so near my feet.
- COMMENTS
unknownmuseover 4 years agoMy poems are hack, but its cathartic and makes me feel better. You write well and it makes me feel a bit more alive. Connected. Thank you.
legerdemeralmost 9 years agowith all its twists and turns, but my favorite part is that middle stanza:
I am lonely. I want
us to join like this earth, like this sand,
in some violent and raging fire.
greenmountaineeralmost 9 years agoDitto. Nice twist of surprise at the end that fit so well with what preceded it.
