it's one a.m. and i feel
so small.
i am a fissure in the concrete,
a second burned by time.
i'm looking through black air
with eyes too wide, still
taking in nothing. it's blackblack
black, and our coconut sunrise is
four hours west;
a million miles, a million miles.
we'll waste our days sitting
in the dark, a little too close
for comfort, a little too far
for contact. and in the night,
we'll tether fishlines to stars
and pull them to the ground.
[they've fallen for our act,
hook,
line,
sinker.]
oh, we are going nowhere,
and we are going there fast.
let's pray the west winds
take us away.
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I especially liked the coconut sunrise part!
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we will fold and freeze together far away from here.you know how i said that i often have three + galleries open at once? yours is one of them. i do plan on going through it, i'm just a bit slow.
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i like to
put haikus where they
don't belong.
and thats alright!
take your time, take your time.
I appreciate it.
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we will fold and freeze together far away from here.- I can't seem to articulate what I want to say properly, becuase I really really love this poem!
[long comment, sorry]
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Dreams can come true, but never fantasies, if you nurture a fantasy, it'll most likely get broken.
four hours west;
a million miles, a million miles.
and
[they've fallen for our act,
hook,
line,
sinker.]
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oh i mean. scratch all that.
'lovely.'
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Tell me if you want to be
Lonely or if there should be
Someone else tell me it's me
Let's run away in the rain
The whole thing is very nice, though. I just love your word choice, and as always, I am utterly jealous of your talent. D;
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With love,
*Gir-Gir
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Fly me away,
take me away,
I love the juxtaposition in the entire peice.
Looking through black air
Going nowhere, and going there fast.
That is all I can give you
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Believe in what I am because it's all I have today, and tomorrow who knows where we'll be (8)
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