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Charlie
Contributed by
burdened
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Tuesday, 8th November 2005 @ 11:14:38 PM in AEST
Topic:
MiscPoems
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your voice smells of her infulence, Charlie. it's pungent like that fall morning, when you fell into forever and never rolled out again.
shirts stained with coffee and the sweat of cigarettes-- your cancer is always coming, so don't let this hold you back.
Her sihlouette draws upon your doorstep-- it's 1:15, this shouldn't be. the moon is still gloating-- it's too early in the morning. it's too late at night.
she's been up for hours just trying to get you right. you're drowing; you can't feel it but you are.
fingers sticking.
knee deep now, dear. i'd let you breathe if i could. but you're blind to me.
and you let that smile melt you, Charlie. i hear that bite in your stance, she rips at your sleeves, unthreads your pockets, and unties your shoes. i saw it, Charlie.
i taste her habit in your eyes. such a luxurious leech-- i'd never seen someone bend so far backwards-- impersonating a perfect arch moaning for more. more. more. mo--
hush, Charlie. your tongue is rank of manipulation. it's such a deep drop into infinity-- and there is no way out.
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Re: Charlie
(User Rating: 1 ) by SeanMcHaney on
Wednesday, 9th November 2005 @ 01:34:01 AM AEST (User
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Wow that is a great poem! The imagry is very vivid, I enjoyed reading it alot. |
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