wreckedA Poem by sea lily
maybe it's a change
like turning off her light plunging her into blackness the soft dots of light illuminating the planes and shadows of skin wild eyes grasping at the sparks. it's downing it all, together and swaying where you stand cheeks burning up and mouth sickening with the aftertaste. and the hollow room where the stragglers gathered in corners and drank quietly and she looked from face to face and felt nothing. clutching his hand, begging him in words that barely echoed. believing she would die with the resounding door. swinging over sofa-backs you lie, you lie, you lie. and rotten in the morning sun the grass a metallic sheen hands too numb to feel face too cold to move. © 2008 sea lily |
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Added on December 7, 2008 Authorsea lilyUnited KingdomAboutI'm growing out my hair Like it was when I was single It was longer than I'd known you I had no money then I had no worries then at all But with such a high standard of living. more..Writing
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