White Man's LamentA Poem by ObscurityNoneYipIndeedTry, try, again Look in and forget Step up to that plate and steer Plot once more Position goes fetal Lower the chin, and even lower, the thought Cringe at the ache, and spoil the lot Symbolism dance a parabola on shades Masquerade conceal the system withheld Grandeur a spell, ravenous in doubt Long haired eke out with twisted spired tendrils Hang long at the front, hide sight from sight Kneel to the stomach, bow the knee Spread forward and chant in melancholy Single most hopeful great daze Transcend the empty trace Fetch a good long cold Cough the blood, and in with the new Out with the bold Cry a tear; smear it on that which is the cause… Self Induced Melodrama © 2013 ObscurityNoneAuthor's Note |
StatsAuthorObscurityNoneSan Jose, CAAboutI Cannot Live Without: 1. Physical well being/appearance 2. Ambiance 3. Meaning 4. Incalculables 5. Possibility TURN, TURN, TURN by Steve Conte on Grooveshark more..Writing
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