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Provocative 'isms lie under the table,
and I choke on my dirty blanket,
wouldn't you agree?
So we've dragged ourselves to murky shores,
no different to red between legs, between sheets,
and you laugh all over again....
is it too much?
This effort made with clenched palms?
The stinging from skinned knees,
when falling on this Freudian slip.
Dizzy dragonflies fizzle,
we rant on senseless dribble,
yet your pharaonic lip quivers?
is it really all too much?
Retorting is a dance for limbless dolls,
smearing makeup with my tufts of hair,
I assume you like what you see?
Battalion,
bitch,
mother, whore,
you.
confound.
me.
and I choke on my dirty blanket,
wouldn't you agree?
So we've dragged ourselves to murky shores,
no different to red between legs, between sheets,
and you laugh all over again....
is it too much?
This effort made with clenched palms?
The stinging from skinned knees,
when falling on this Freudian slip.
Dizzy dragonflies fizzle,
we rant on senseless dribble,
yet your pharaonic lip quivers?
is it really all too much?
Retorting is a dance for limbless dolls,
smearing makeup with my tufts of hair,
I assume you like what you see?
Battalion,
bitch,
mother, whore,
you.
confound.
me.
i normally dont post my wreitten work on DA,
but i thought i should at least post one.
i'm still archiving an index with all my poetry o my bloopdiary... and i am lazy.
I'm not 100% sure about the genre i placed this in. I guess it was becasue i was playing with the formation of the composition.
I've neer really written anything like this before...
It was inspired (a bit) by the 15th c. artwork i saw in the brussels fine arts museum.
but a lot is (i think) something a bit more personal... almost something visceral inside me, but i am actually not that sure...
i've never been so perplexed by my own work as i am with this...
and i guess i am proud because of it.
but i thought i should at least post one.
i'm still archiving an index with all my poetry o my bloopdiary... and i am lazy.
I'm not 100% sure about the genre i placed this in. I guess it was becasue i was playing with the formation of the composition.
I've neer really written anything like this before...
It was inspired (a bit) by the 15th c. artwork i saw in the brussels fine arts museum.
but a lot is (i think) something a bit more personal... almost something visceral inside me, but i am actually not that sure...
i've never been so perplexed by my own work as i am with this...
and i guess i am proud because of it.
© 2006 - 2024 Tariray
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"RETORTING IS A DANCE FOR LIMBLESS DOLLS!"
actually wow, not even just because you said wow, but wow, that is magnificent.
it feels so irratic it confused me, forced me to read it slowly and actually think about it- thank you.
actually wow, not even just because you said wow, but wow, that is magnificent.
it feels so irratic it confused me, forced me to read it slowly and actually think about it- thank you.