![]() Where Angels Fear To Tread.A Poem by Lady Lazarus.Close my legs Close my eyes
Shut the door and brush my thigh, The room is warm but I can feel a draft, The cold and insects flock in, Lights attracting and burning fabricated wings... mutual regard for a passing expression, fall back laughing to try stop repressing, hands pushing through cranial cavities. Newton can f**k off as this apple does'nt know gravity suspended like a nativity angel paper wings and tinsel halo...
You won't move aside to let me walk by. I would give you a slap but I guess I'm too shy,
Its a problem I can't negotiate. The jumper crushes the lovers and stands up to inspect romantics broken and fallen.... a Robins weak neck. Its funny how the inanimated move unable to ignore, These chapped dry lips will kiss once more..
The only beautiful thing now is the liliacs their small hearts feed, skin and blood cultivate the seeds, The flowers grow like heads in prayer... a fragrant procession who stand despair. Toddler who made a playdoh wedding ring even as she grew, Its got a perculiar smell and colour but its all for you...
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4 Reviews Added on October 29, 2008 Last Updated on October 30, 2008 Previous Versions Author![]() Lady Lazarus.glasgow, United KingdomAbout'...And I picked on the whims of a thousand or more Still pursuing the path that's been buried for years All the dead wood from jungles and cities on fire Can't replace or relate, can't release or .. more..Writing
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