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fever dreams
floating
in the ether
of then
all purple-omnipotence
(he thinks I'm real)
(but I can never be real)
Astral traveler,
I have no
baggage
I am
precious-
timeless...
I radiate
tempestuous heat
Come and sit
(die)
by my fire
and I will
tend to
your ashes
lovingly-
whilst thinking
of 611 ways
to say
"unrequited."
in the ether
of then
all purple-omnipotence
(he thinks I'm real)
(but I can never be real)
Astral traveler,
I have no
baggage
I am
precious-
timeless...
I radiate
tempestuous heat
Come and sit
(die)
by my fire
and I will
tend to
your ashes
lovingly-
whilst thinking
of 611 ways
to say
"unrequited."
Published 30th Nov 2010
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2nd Dec 2010 6:39pm
there's a song by dashboard confessional with the same title,It's my get-out-of-bed track and now it appears that I've stumbled upon a get-out-of-bed poem.cool stuff
3rd Dec 2010 12:45pm
hmmmm, I wasn't aware that the title was already taken lol; it's so funny how we think we come up with something original when in reality it has been done a dozen times before. Thanks for the comment friend! :)
5th Dec 2010 4:40am
so close to the days and bones of the Mizvot, that I first thought of this as a love poem from god to crispy sinner who missed it by 2.
But a quick check revealed that even a heretic like me gets dozens right...on accident.
So, I'm back to a dreamy love poem but the 611 has me vexed...
But a quick check revealed that even a heretic like me gets dozens right...on accident.
So, I'm back to a dreamy love poem but the 611 has me vexed...
