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Nothingface
You loom before me
a few inches,
Still...
No eyes.
No nose.
No lips.
A smooth featureless countenance of stretched human skin
Framed by wavering locks a shade of black that can only be found outside of nature
I know with a few strokes of my finger,
There is potential to instantly inflate the return of your visage
Spitting vileness angered by the disruption of shallow slumber
I adorn a brilliant white comedy mask
Imagine myself in a theatre where you and I do not exist
Published 20th Mar 2011
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20th Mar 2011 11:31pm
20th Mar 2011 11:57pm
thank you so much Violet!
I had a vision and this poem wrote itself in one breath
I had a vision and this poem wrote itself in one breath
21st Mar 2011 2:07am
....what a strange and disturbing little piece...and a little house-of-horrors as well. Nice job
:-)
:-)
21st Mar 2011 2:40am
thank you
It is about needing to connect with someone who wants to be left the fuck alone
It is about needing to connect with someone who wants to be left the fuck alone
Anonymous
21st Mar 2011 2:27am
Easily your best poem thus far. Clear and succinct and yet wonderfully strange, like an art house horror film.
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25th Mar 2011 2:53am
I love your poems..you know who you are..you truly rock..thank you by the way :) peace Crim
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