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Post by shamefulsean on Oct 6, 2005 17:51:40 GMT -5
bet you cant guess what i was on writting this.
lay my body as it swells inconspicously against your mothers head thinking of pink wallpaper shinning off the mirror fronting the bed with an ear of distrust intently at the mumbles of chemical lips that never kissed me i eye the pen in the cupboards floor should i write? on the skin of her exhaustion i begin to write dear mother of a person i'll never know...
i sign it and again i look at chemical lips that never kissed me falling into cushioned sheets stained with myself and the others a light reflects me and them in ways that slowly dissapear in my shades sitting up i see the clock 6:23 and a fourth 3 quarters to go i stare once again at chemical lips that never kissed me on the lips and i go
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Post by ImpendingDoom on Dec 16, 2005 17:17:29 GMT -5
wow, cool stuff. were you on shrooms? or peyote? or were you "high on life"?
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Post by shamefulsean on Dec 17, 2005 12:48:06 GMT -5
actually it was 7 pills of extacy a 40 of vodka, and a gram of cocaine... think there was some K that nite too... o wow i sound like a druggie
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lxlxangelicxlxl
Crimson Soul
I have the will to live, Death... be my guide
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Post by lxlxangelicxlxl on Jul 13, 2006 9:58:01 GMT -5
WOw... you are one effed up person... lol just kidding. I guess it paid off i liked it <3
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Post by Aish on Jul 18, 2006 16:49:02 GMT -5
"on the skin of her exhaustion i begin to write dear mother of a person i'll never know...
i sign it and again i look at chemical lips that never kissed me falling into cushioned sheets stained with myself" I love this, speaks in unsubdued tones of bucolic earthquakes, what teems beneath our surface if we just scratch, and set it free...chemical eyes myself this year, trying to untangle myself and reboot, back to where I am haoppiest. Think I needed this today. Thanks for sharing.
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