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-the angels we knew
they've never been wrong
even when death
filled our insides
we'd hide-solipsistic
disillusionment
incompetent, narrow reason
no reason
there has to be a reason
so we try to make it feel right
like the wound was never opened
invisible, indivisible
battle-scarred and broken
choking on brackish water
we crave to go down with the shit
found in crooked pipe dreams
-the angels we knew
even when death
filled our insides
we'd hide-solipsistic
disillusionment
incompetent, narrow reason
no reason
there has to be a reason
so we try to make it feel right
like the wound was never opened
invisible, indivisible
battle-scarred and broken
choking on brackish water
we crave to go down with the shit
found in crooked pipe dreams
-the angels we knew
Published 28th Sep 2014
| Edited 30th Jun 2016
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28th Sep 2014 1:15pm
just as they say that all political
careers end in failure and
disillusion, so does life seem to
come down to a moment of
despair...
exquisitely, painfully
caught....
careers end in failure and
disillusion, so does life seem to
come down to a moment of
despair...
exquisitely, painfully
caught....
15th Oct 2014 8:47pm
Anonymous
28th Sep 2014 8:16pm
A great write, bare words, that almost leave an echo in the hollow absence.....
15th Oct 2014 8:49pm
This was almost un-edited and written down on a whim so your insight was right on, and all the more the complimentary, thank you..
28th Sep 2014 10:48pm
holy f¨ck...
(pardon my french)
but this touched me
[so we try to make it feel right
like the wound was never
opened *
.... love it...
Exquisite piece!!
Darker
(pardon my french)
but this touched me
[so we try to make it feel right
like the wound was never
opened *
.... love it...
Exquisite piece!!
Darker
15th Oct 2014 8:51pm
29th Sep 2014 5:02am
that's lowdown & hardcore, emotions dragged to hell.
those angels, somewhere west of heaven...
those angels, somewhere west of heaven...
15th Oct 2014 8:53pm
Sometimes we didn't know until too late and others it would never have mattered. Thanks John, for your remarks and visit..
2nd Oct 2014 6:53am
i've commented on this twice now lol & whatever i say is going to be recycled one way or another....
"choking on brackish water
we crave to go down with the shit
found in crooked pipe dreams"
^^^
that stanza is gold, Ed
much enjoyed
"choking on brackish water
we crave to go down with the shit
found in crooked pipe dreams"
^^^
that stanza is gold, Ed
much enjoyed
15th Oct 2014 8:56pm
I always look forward to your comments, love. It's a sad truth sometimes, but there's always tomorrow, just have to wait and see...
15th Oct 2014 11:43pm
You write my kind of poetry...bare and hard...pointing straight ahead.
Cheers...Harry
Cheers...Harry
16th Oct 2014 4:12am
