![]() I am but a man yet...A Poem by Lady Lazarus.![]() a poem about saying goodbye,moving on and being unable to.![]() We stand pathetic in the damp street outside the station the birth of something reared on hind legs its fondations you avert your gaze so our eyes don't meet desolation can be so discreet
and I don't know where I'm going dunno If I'll arrive I need to crash right into it I need to be revived
You start to smoke which you often do in this cold I could have kept you warm ,but you withhold your skins a grey yellow pallid of yolk cut from the egg I will recoil if I see you again because I loved you instead...
and I don't know where I'm going
dunno If I'll arrive I need to crash right into it I need to be revived
We ample out to where the buses exhaust their fumes sitting at the stop and watch the shapes that life assumes I want to be a child again when the adults would kid on to get along I'd like to see you one day,but you'd be gone again before long
and I don't know where I'm going
dunno If I'll arrive I need to crash right into it I need to be revived
We both hold each other for what could only have been a second I feel your heart in my chest and see life must keep progression You step onto the bus and look back at me.Not once.Not Twice. I watch as you float off again.... my ceased,my love, my wife...
© 2008 Lady Lazarus.Reviews
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5 Reviews Added on November 23, 2008 Last Updated on November 24, 2008 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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