A Shameless PoemA Poem by Thaddiussometimes I lose my nerve, and other times...I'm not festive or the shameless type. I show up late to Christmas and let wishes spoil on my tongue. Crinkled, immature, this one Follows me by moonlight on a Flat white acid trail. I listen for the spooning pools of its heels and toes but know no other proof of where it goes. Now It's been a while since a rustle and Electric panic strikes each muscle.
Yes, of course The stalker is generic- but so is death! And the distance of your words much worse
I wish I was the one to track you down in A marmalade hallucination, but it seems that When Diana dips I Lose the place of our Oasis, and pace an endless silver circle where Christmas never comes. My wish Rises up like winter's breath so I can't breathe, and as it leaves and I crumple on my knees and ripple outwards in a theatric sigh, my body freezes in a bow - my love! - to how I die © 2014 ThaddiusAuthor's Note
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Added on February 14, 2014Last Updated on February 17, 2014 AuthorThaddiusHollywood, CAAboutI'm an actor and a writer. I love giving feedback, probably more than I like getting it. I'm here for both. more..Writing
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