Near the end (gravity is unreliable)

Near the end (gravity is unreliable)

A Poem by Beatrice Mars
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Garden of the Blue (things I didn't say)

"

Long one this (like my arm)
Can you see the end
Of course you can
your lip-gloss is at the end
(it was in my head, but I never wrote it, well now I did)
Pity you (me)
 
My pen is running out of ink
My train out of steam
My car out of Gas (petrol)
My pencil out of lead (graphite)
I'm slowing down
the words don't come so easily
(they used to be so good)
and although the words
aren't quite gone
soon enough they will
go
you were here before me
Did you see it happening?
I should
listen out
(bend my ear to hear the answer)
No need
Don't need to hear
I can see what’s happening
I can see
That I’m turning into you
Pity me (you)
 
I don't know what it is
but gravity is unreliable
(apparently)
Can I quote you on that?
Garden of the blue?
Lets go the other way
Balrummm........
(this is composed of) things I didn't say
Pity them (we)
 
What if I’m not in the right place?
am I in a dream
if you look
you shall find
(anomaly)
Knock and the door shall be opened unto you.
(this the their my law of averages?)
(By no means)
Pity all (in the wrong)
 
I can't read my writing
or remember what I said
(I’m in) nothing deep
Just trying to keep going
till I run out of
InK
Steam
GaS (PetroL)
LeaD (GraphitE)
but it won't be long
(I’m disturbed) (Masquerade)
by what's on the tele
you should know
your primary criteria
vesper
Pity Her (He)
 
Cascade
Cassimere (cat)
Converse
Commend
Cardiff
Crack
Chav
Charm
Cold(ly)
Conclude
Conceive
Chance
Counter
Control
Creatures
Contriving
Candied
Care
Conscientious
Pity Elles (ills)
 
I didn't read (write) this
well I did
But not really
Pity you (not really)
 
Maybe that explains your new
(sunny disposition)
Independence,
stare at me
(Well away)
I'm near the end of my__________________(this is not a failsafe)
pity ___(the end)
 
 
 
(cover me with your mouse)

 

© 2009 Beatrice Mars


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"(cover me with your mouse)" is fantastic.

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Beatrice Mars
Beatrice Mars

United Kingdom



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I'm an 19 year old girl. Of all the souls that stand create I have elected one. When sense from spirit files away, And subterfuge is done; When that which is and that which was Apart, intr.. more..

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