relevart Posted September 4, 2015 Share Posted September 4, 2015 I used to be something of a (so called) poet back in the day. I guess. ------------------------------ cranberry sauce (10/2001) regret for lazy daze & wasted nights i blew my mind out on relativity the sun still rises in the morning & sets over lost angels but i’m a young old man now sometimes i hear them mumbling they’ll come back soon just like they always do to let me know how i'm doing How are you doing? hazy days and lazy nights love for sale but not for keeps everyone looks thinner everyone looks better through sex-soaked strobe lights the movement broken in time unconnected video images from an alternate universe & i’m staring at the moon through red sunglasses invisible to all invincible to no one they’ll be coming for me soon just like they always do blues for sister someone wearing a light sundress and white hat i think i know you i think of you when i’m drinking trying to forget i think i’m sinking calling out to no one waiting to wake up from another man’s reality touch me i’m moving on the outside touch me i’m reaching from the inside they’re almost here Link to comment
pippy longstocking Posted September 4, 2015 Share Posted September 4, 2015 I like it rel ..I read it a few times over and got right into it . Link to comment
reinventmyself Posted September 4, 2015 Share Posted September 4, 2015 Nicely done relevart! Link to comment
relevart Posted September 4, 2015 Author Share Posted September 4, 2015 Thank you! I just found some old poems I wrote that I thought were lost forever. I think this was the most recent one, written back in 2001! Link to comment
pippy longstocking Posted September 4, 2015 Share Posted September 4, 2015 wow 14 years ago .. Link to comment
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