bleak house

Dec 13, 2011 22:52

one of these days, I will stop responding.
when you say hello, you'll get two syllables back
no more than an echo,
nothing of me.

you will pick me up, carry me with you
put me on your dashboard, for what luck I'll bring,
you'll get compliments on me.
I'll stare blankly back without wishing for windows.

you will tie me to the rafters; your guests
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ajodasso December 14 2011, 20:36:32 UTC
This is, I think, the best poem I have ever seen from you <3

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unboxed_project December 14 2011, 20:43:30 UTC
That could possibly because it's one of the only ones I've meant. Angst makes for good poetry, I'm told.

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