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Posted by kid_A on October 19, 2001, at 16:30:46
...too many things to write to go into, friends, treachery, broken hearts, true love that is invisble to all but the loved... fighting for friends who really dont mean much yet as a loyal dog, almost losing friends who mean much more then your loyal long time dog friend... history trumps meaning everytime.... no net access for the week, so ill be solitary in my loss...~~~
el·e·gy (l-j)
n. pl. el·e·gies
A poem composed in elegiac couplets.A poem or song composed especially as a lament for a deceased person. Something resembling such a poem or song.
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ELEGY
friends are
terrible-- don't
ever trust one
they will
kill you, in
the end...
my own black
feet-- walk on
your white
linens--
stain youempty houses
soulless black
window eyes
memory is cheap
its burnt
lighting cigarettes
it's thrown out
with
the trash
Sunday's feast
for ratsi asked to be
damned--
i asked God, let
not my foot
touch heaven--
it is a wicked
foot, a shoe
that is a boat
filled with
drowners
filled with
the
impossible
dreams of
tera firma
can i
take it
back?
can i
take it?the sea sucks
in fishes
those
glass eyed
children of God,
obeying His
every
word
schooling though
life like a
swarm
swimming amongst
the bones of
the
drowned
giving up a
life to
grant
onei will be taken
rightly so
to the gallows
paraded
there
like a cheap
watch
i'll be my own
hangman,
i'll pull
the rope and
click
click
of the camera
i'll be
cheap in
the end, printed
next to the
thursday
moviei crawled through
barbed wire
to escape
myself
to connect
i crawled to
no man's land--
and made it
nearly
by the tip
of my
toe
i crawled away
from you
like a rake
that
emperor
of
whoredom--
it is done,
i crawled
alone, in
the endto a
death.
Posted by susan C on October 21, 2001, at 11:23:42
In reply to My weekend nervous breakdown... Poem: Elegy, posted by kid_A on October 19, 2001, at 16:30:46
Posted by wendy b. on October 22, 2001, at 7:57:09
In reply to My weekend nervous breakdown... Poem: Elegy, posted by kid_A on October 19, 2001, at 16:30:46
kid,
why don't you just get into the poetry thing, submit a few poems to different 'little magazines' as they're called, and get published, and get it over with man.
you're a great writer.
have you done any post-grad work (you're in england, right?) then you could teach writing after that...
you could really do this, man...
wendy
Posted by kid_A on October 22, 2001, at 10:04:30
In reply to Re: My weekend nervous breakdown... Poem: Elegy, posted by wendy b. on October 22, 2001, at 7:57:09
yes, i need to start submitting, im not in england but the states, im working now on compiling a book... over the particularly rough and tumble weekend in one day i finished 6 poems...thanks for reading, comments...
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