Supermarket Heart

Supermarket Heart

A Poem by sinNsincerity

Repeat

Reheat

Re-glance…


No pots or pans…


Just the vision of us

holding hands.


No shirts or pants…


Just that smile that’ll

forever relapse like

the Asian-American

sun dance.


It came with no receipt

and there was most certainly

no needs for a plastic

or paper bag...


Because we came to eat!

© 2015 sinNsincerity


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There are some really strong lines in here i am particularly in love with the

It came with no receipt
and there was most certainly
no needs for a plastic
or paper bag...

To me that shows the limitedsness of the this relationship to be served once. Great piece, the lines of this is the part that stick out the most to me, almost an illusion, like its true meaning is just peeking out. Very nice solid work.

Posted 9 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.

sinNsincerity

9 Years Ago

I can't give it all away...that's for face to face convo's hehe =D



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Scrumptious write... provides a lot todigest...

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

sinNsincerity

9 Years Ago

Thank you Terry!
Song lyrics?
Thanks for sharing and b-blessed!

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

sinNsincerity

9 Years Ago

Na, not a song lyric. That's not my field of preference lol
I wrote it in a single piece, but.. read more
Wow... I don't even know how to analyze this. It's just... wow.

It has so many deep elements, hidden in the simplicity of the words. I cannot even try to fathom what you wanted to say, because there are so many things that could be true.

Good job. Good job indeed.

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

sinNsincerity

9 Years Ago

Thank you Andrew, I'll let you think about it for a while. =D
david you are creative,i am jealous

Posted 9 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

sinNsincerity

9 Years Ago

Thank you my friend. That means the world to me.
I'm just scratching the surface. Wait till I.. read more

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sinNsincerity
sinNsincerity

East Los Angeles, CA



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