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Contributed by MatthewGarn on Tuesday, 14th March 2006 @ 02:09:34 AM in AEST
Topic: LostLove

I dropped the last dime that I had in the kitchen
Forgettable headless young shaman I'm missing
Who just gripped my hand, with much urgency downward
Letters killed, telegraphs, wetlands and time blurred

You said with a smile, "My hands are not bleeding."
Sensuous, reticent, heretic seething
Mother, I want you to hold me in golden
And let me take comfort in time spun and woven

A dream comes as paradise, relief to mundane
Your heart was once sweeter than burning brown sugar cane
But left now a rotted black apple's regret
Lament for destruction, feelings improve, not yet

Without regard for me you left without regret
You smiled and told me you loved me when we met
As you left I cried and wept almost endlessly
Drips broke through glasses and burned, leaving holes in me

Seraph arisen and tumbling greatly
The governor's weapon, used carelessly, and stately
Your first wife is dropping your bed down the drainpipe
"Rest easy, brother", she shouts, though you're black and white

Copyright © MatthewGarn ... [ 2006-03-14 02:09:34]
(Date/Time posted on site)

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