- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Golgatha
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Sometimes you forget the silence,
its somber pall like gray clouds
in an eternal goom, pierced only
in the glitter of a porcelain moon,
when the faint glow of your cigarette
reflects in the vodka on the rocks.
Sadly, rose colored lipstick then stains
the quiet as your whispers freeze,
shivering me with each icy word
as you crucify me with "your" love
until all I see is a faint sun
peeking above an eyeliner horizon.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozalmost 16 years agoThis poem was selected from Lit's archive of over 40,000 poems for inclusion in today's Archival Review.<br>
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Anonymousalmost 18 years agodamn, this is good. You are a poet, incase no one told you that today.
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Anonymousalmost 18 years agothis is good. I enjoyed reading this. The comparison between the two settings in your imagery is great and its really well crafted.
MayhemLassalmost 18 years agoI particularly like the way you use odd juxtopositions of words and images to create separate and distinct images. thanks.
