Generally Confused

Nonsense, mostly

Thin wisps of spider-web cling to this peg.
The last of my refusals.  
Turn and walk away, is my advice.
Ripping seams and frayed hems.
Heart-breakers with broken hearts.

We're just a joke,

The Divine Comedy, orbiting us both.

Whether it's forever, or just tonight,
I don't think you know my face.
Then or now, run or walk...
Stay frozen where you are, dripping from the heat of a summer sky.

Fingers are curled, tears turn to salt

Snow in the summer-time--Christmas in July.

Words are clinging to my throat,

but are they yours or mine?

Tell me what to do.
Give me a map, an atlas, show me the way.
Mark my path with a red pen, my destination with an '"x",

or just lead me astray.

Reviews

[xMiss_Psychosis_Phantom..]

Welcome to WritersCafe. I am The Quill and it is pleasure to meet you. Now to your poetry. I enjoy this one a lot.

1) Rhyming - This poem keeps a rhyme for the third and fourth stanza.

2) The Meaning - This poem has a strong passion and a strong meaning. It is really beautiful.

Over all, this was a good poem and I really enjoyed the read. Keep up the great work :)