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Jellybean
Do you remember the aftermath of our love?
A memory in the haze of my mind
& I find my soul weeping in the dark
strung out on a 6 hour call
I remember when you were the man to climb rooftops
screaming my name
Till the wheels fell off
A memory in the haze of my mind
& I find my soul weeping in the dark
strung out on a 6 hour call
I remember when you were the man to climb rooftops
screaming my name
Till the wheels fell off
Published 20th Dec 2009
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20th Dec 2009 10:25am
...as ever, Kandice. I wonder if the haze of "your" mind might work better - but what do I know. Great title and a killer last line.
20th Dec 2009 1:37pm
i also love the title. whole poem, really. & I find my soul weeping in the dark
strung out on a 6 hour call brilliant line. even though it does say that soon or later there will be an end to everything, the poem provokes pleasant sadness. i can't understand why. probably because of the unusual images, metaphors you are using. liked it a lot
strung out on a 6 hour call brilliant line. even though it does say that soon or later there will be an end to everything, the poem provokes pleasant sadness. i can't understand why. probably because of the unusual images, metaphors you are using. liked it a lot
