Been Too Long

Feb 18, 2006 21:31

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defotspaceways February 20 2006, 05:02:42 UTC
I am numb and ambivalent to the words I write.

Pretty words of self-satisfaction.
Representation equals poor imitation.
Talking just fills up time.
How think about now, keeping before and later?

Poems are cheap frozen syllables.
Fossilized remnants of prehistoric times.

I created towns which never saw dawn.
Everyone died before the paint dried.

What are funerals for
when our songs make
the ancient nails shake
in the lids underground?

Take more from medium than idiom
carved by cranks passing time.

Fill their stomachs empty their minds
Strengthen resolve and weaken ambition.

Hide your daughters,
I'm on the prowl.

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angrysquaw February 20 2006, 09:41:52 UTC
your cooking's too far away to fill me
I crave your words

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