HodgePodgeA Poem by Avery JamesI've been lazy. Here's what I've churned out over the past several months.With words
I'm caught n released. Clocks you spun cease and a crease left where we part. My knight in shining armor boasts no gallant fame his name amounts to himself. I find solace in the stories of dents in his rusted frame. I'm alone 9:30 to ten and the TV silent. My world is quiet and I think of you. I discover secrets in your eyes absent from touch. The way we kiss leaves no room for such. You presume yourself a mystery but a puzzle I've grasped. Your pieces missing accent color in gaps. He placed two soft kisses on the bare skin of my forehead. With his heart as my pillow I loved him as a companion of the mind. Our bodies reveled once. My words turn creases to canyons and we begin with a part. I emerge from the abyss clutching my new heart. Dallas looms as my room becomes empty. My heart feels similar, but expectant throughout. My trip south quenches my youth as a drought threatens to ensue. I remove him from my life and bounce the f**k out. Kyle and Fite never doubt my presence and the rest is incessant fun. I run free just being myself. Milad's house shelves few memories, especially of ecstasy. There my attention caught but retention released. In the morning the pool was cool and refreshing and our friendships mesh as we spend the time. Hebron Street means we never leave the familiar but our plans for the night fight the considerable. "Have fun," they say but never listen to their words. We heard them with promise as the sun went down. The outskirts of town bring me to Afterlife, where I've just begun to live. His hands are my heartbeat and we dance for hours. My mind becomes cosmic as a flower I bloom in this dark room. Our lives clash for a flashing night and then we are removed. You words soothe in these digital letters yet better remains. Until then, our stories told and we are a casual romance on hold. © 2009 Avery James |
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1 Review Added on July 13, 2009 AuthorAvery JamesOKAboutI am only a nick in time. Music is the blood in my veins. I want to enjoy this place. I do not judge or expect anything from you, as long as you do the same. I love to laugh and make inappropriate jok.. more..Writing
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