eleventeen

eleventeen

A Poem by schanzilla

keep stabbing at me like i'm a voodoo doll

still feeling your soul breathing easily

i'm losing more sleep as the seasons go through the motions

it's always four forty five in the morning

and i

     need

for you to be listening

     i

          need

for you to be listening

keep breaking me down into kaleidoscope sections

i memorize each word as you speak it

bring on your touch like a placid lake

the surface as still as my inhale exhale

and i

     need

for you to be listening

     i

          need

for you to be listening

maybe i'm molded from the drier mud

my readiness was unintentional

could be yesterday is all i'm in possession of

could be i'm only imagining you

crushing me out like a cigarette past its bedtime

letting the sun crash wherever it wants to

prisms shatter off into spiderweb cracking

feels like you're a lifetime away from me

and i

     need

for you to be listening

     i

          need

for you to be listening

© 2011 schanzilla


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I really really like this. The repetition is amazing. In my drama class right now we're working with poetic monologues and this would be amazing for that..I can see it in front of me. truly great!

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schanzilla
schanzilla

Glitter City, IA



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industrial painter, pothead, alcoholic. not all at the same time though, usually any combination'll do it. most of the time i manage to f**k everything up quite nicely, and sometimes i don't. the ti.. more..

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