Ambulance

thoughts...

 Like an old friend befriending again, the knobs on the doors, creak to every pass, they age filling up with memory’s and wear, the tear of human touch the tearing of human flesh of relationships, of everything in between, with the clock staring down smiling, the little hand counters the advances of the bigger hand, the only one that loses is me, my time, the little girl counters the advances of the bigger man, the only one that suffers is me, wasting time, intentions fall through the cracks in the pavement, the buildings look down and smile, a yes is a polite no the darker side to black is white Roofs fall in dogs bark The shiny ambulance, its like Christmas what a funny thing to die on Christmas

 

The buoyancy of belief the uninterrupted dream

I am indifferent

Where would you like me to hang my coat?

Where would you like me to hang my hate?

Suddenly music plays as you walk through the door

The once in a while smile makes me fall again

Love is more obscure the closer I get, the closer I get the more obscure you get

On the cusp of compromise

Please open the bathroom door and lets talk this over

Glistening moons and poolside reflections

 

Subtle but pensive

The slowness of clocks

That spark of faded memory the emblem of yesterdays triumphs

Cinnamon autumn

The sound of rustling leaves

Sitting in a quiet park bench teetering on the brink of insanity

So this is what ordinary life feels like

 

Don’t trust your body to the laws of gravity

Broken bits of half hearted truth

The dark moaned against the guessing sky

You burnt your wings hugging the sun

Where you lay rotting I am but a few steps away

 

Memoirs and preventive manuals

Just one sandbag to stop the flood of depression

Just one sandbag to stop the flood of reflection

Reviews

[Jasmina Amethyst Pendra..]

Don't trust your body to the laws of gravity
Broken bits of half hearted truth
The dark moaned against the guessing sky
You burnt your wings hugging the sun
Where you lay rotting I am but a few steps away

This was really fantastic. The imagery was so beautiful and reminded me of looking at a painting by Van Gogh. It is so beautiful and complicated. I loved it.

Liv

[Holly Lock]

Kevin Walls, this was beautiful. I'm going to be honest when I say I didn't quite understand it, which definetly sucks of me to say as a writer, but even as an abstract piece of art I could appreciate it's beauty. The imagery made me raise my eyebrows with intrigue, literally lol.

"Cinnamon autumn".

and I thought it was very interesting when you wrote,
"Where would you like me to hang my coat?
Where would you like me to hang my hate?"

beautiful beautiful beautiful.
:D

[Poetic82]

It is painful to lose someone you care about deeply. This was Great. I cried because I reminisced as I read this and I understood. You start to wonder will your heart ever love the same, to know you have been scarred so deep by someone elses short visit in this thing called life. But it is ok to move on, and it is always ok to remember, as long as you only remember the good. Thanks for this.

[Stacey]

This would definitely be an interesting song! I like how the structure isn't predictable or typical and how the first paragraph seems so random...but the rest of this seems really random too...Like there's no focus on any one point. That might just be my fault as the reader though?

Anyway I really like the phrases "cinnamon autumn" and "on the cusp of compromise." Thanks for the friend request :]