Tag: poem
member name: lisa b.
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November 15, 2006 04:02 PM EST --
it's awlays at night that you write
isnt it
always when things quite down
isnt it?
cause the day the day buzzes
it blocks out the sounds
of our insides needs wantses
it shh shh's them down
and . . . more
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October 10, 2006 04:47 PM EDT --
it never could have
now i know
i'm human, seems
or so i'm told
i build me up my white my gold
build enough to keep me cold
i smoke
i drink
i guess
inhale
i drive
i ride
i write my tale
of . . . more
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September 29, 2006 06:43 PM EDT --
Why'd I go and show you in
I know better
I know better
Why'd I give you yarn when I
can knit my own damn sweater
When did who said
Get so close
Who makes these hmm decisions?
I could pull my . . . more
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February 15, 2007 02:01 AM EST --
Shaped and shifting concubine
I’m out of form today
My face paints lie untouched
For dust
They lie there
They lie anyway
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I am protein bone and flesh
I’m . . . more
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October 03, 2006 01:22 AM EDT --
remember it can turn around
inside upside
outside sound
once was lost
and onto found
in find out
what's up with down
bottles, people, pills, and dreams
what theyre not
thats what it seems
flipped . . . more
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November 06, 2006 11:26 PM EST --
Dim and in and out nights
Stars like chandelier lights
And here in open spaces I
I'm redeemed
Just to have seen
That I was wrong
Let me wrong and countless finds
stand aside while self unbinds
Me . . . more
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October 14, 2006 09:33 PM EDT --
perhaps i've been too hasty
no surprise there for i do as much
often more a thing or two is left unglanced
in dust as such
theres a million answers i can draw
i've drawn i drew between
myself . . . more
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October 11, 2006 03:43 AM EDT --
Tell me then what have the rest of you got?
Empty your pockets, Believing is see it
Show me the answers the I knows already
Shake out your shoes I'll believe when I see it
Talk then, words words words . . . more
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December 06, 2006 11:08 PM EST --
I wanted out by letting in
the din
I wanted harder skin
I wanted none of soft I had
Susceptible to feel
I wanted to be able to burn the residue away
And stand unflinching as I watched
and mocked the . . . more
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October 24, 2006 10:15 AM EDT --
your back is black and silver scales
flaking off the old for new
dropping dullen blades of iron
all the wheres passed going through
you shake the ground with every lunge
towards forward with your welded . . . more
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