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Author: Sasha |
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Date Posted: 06:58:17 01/20/08 Sun Walking the White Line That sleazy smirk Lays long and wide across my rear vision, just another dirty speck trying to shine on a low rent horizon your stagnant breath haunts the ruins of that over crowded box you call home... how can you grow with barely enough room to swing a cat? no clocks tick, there as time is too busy laughing… and I, am ear to ear in the best medicine, as the black of It, weeps against the rising sun and falls angry from the sky sucking the steam from open backs, drowning in the flood of Its own lies while poetry smiles the front row It struggles to eat my dust just for one more taste, but my last-laugh moment is locked and loaded as the thunder sky chokes and I, walk the white line and all spaces between, with shadow as skin, the wind at my back, and the sun in my face © Sasha ‘06 [ Next Thread | Previous Thread | Next Message | Previous Message ] |