All The Better To Eat You With, by Tim Pozzi
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the cold doesn't subside
and i have reasons to believe
you'd lied many times before,
the fiction and lore that
spews so effortlessly.
call me paranoid,
but i knew you'd never fill
all my tiny voids,
but grasping was easy once.
now i stretch my wit
to call your eyes when i seem them,
in all the others that
stick to that intentional bias...
throwing my chorus to the sea.
so blind as i may be,
you'd picked these eyes out
and i can still see
what was so wrong with you and me:
we burned out quietly
and faded with a scream. |
Posted: 2008-03-14 19:59:56 UTC |
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2008-03-21 00:40:34 | ~Stay_Beautiful~20104 |
Wow, you have so much talent! Great poem! And very deep! I love the story behind each of your poems! |
2008-07-03 22:03:39 | Nora Eason |
Thanks for your comment,and I'll remember your advice. |
2008-08-20 22:43:04 | Don't build lies on ice cubes. |
wow i relate to this one too, especially the last two lines... thank you for the comment on mine. i hope they know to remember those nights |