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Sometimes CirclesSometimes I feel filled up with monotone, like the antiphony I’m waiting to call me back isn’t ever going to reach all the way, Like she might say that she will, but then she will not stay.Sometimes Circles
Sometimes, The saturated monotone of Walkingpace cars gridlocked in predestined thoughts resonates unreasonably,
Sometimes sounds make me need to clench my eyes and widen my mouth to lip – splitting point, Sometimes I vanish in harmony and the reverberations leave me lost by crescendo.
Sometimes I find myself running circles.
When I say running, I d
by =Spamuel
3 HaikuYou cried when I left, I had to be the man and Fight back with my smile3 Haiku
I remember back To when you shook in my arms You knew what love was
I feel like I’m on The runway, you take off with, No, without me there.
by =Spamuel
Ramble-- -- In the beginning there was nothing and then you AMPLIFIED everything Beyond ample, you were an IED But even explosives don’t cutRamble
The corners that you can, Between logic and good reason you’re there,
Car bomb ripping me up, you’re the wind
Pushing me toward the central reservation And you’ve seen to it that I’ve spent time on the rumblestrip, Arms tight, eyes blinking, barely moving but there’s a shaking Quaking inside me of Californian magnitude and I’m trembling and you’re Headlight bright tonight And hea
by =Spamuel
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June 18, 2008
your hands sound like the car pulling outby ~poetic-abortion
of the driveway.
the sound of a full suitcase, being zipped closed.
boxes being pushed to the center of the room.
tiny towers of leaving.
of left.
of
gone.
and now these rooms are empty.
and the floor
is colder, (no warm footprints.)
i remember the times we made love on the couch.
i cant sit on it now.
it seems there are stains, dips, and sounds that escape.
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