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Dead On Your Feet
Thin as a rail
feverish and pale
lost and then found
up and then down
The tales of these
Whispers of god
in her delicate ears
depends on the call
she'll answer my love
But I'm told I'll survive
off these nickels and dimes
Sold on the road
to brilliant ecstasy
we're off w/out a hitch
and if I could simply reach
I know I'd reach out to you
Desperate and cold
blind and wandering
Dead on your feet
It is you I find myself
most wanting
feverish and pale
lost and then found
up and then down
The tales of these
Whispers of god
in her delicate ears
depends on the call
she'll answer my love
But I'm told I'll survive
off these nickels and dimes
Sold on the road
to brilliant ecstasy
we're off w/out a hitch
and if I could simply reach
I know I'd reach out to you
Desperate and cold
blind and wandering
Dead on your feet
It is you I find myself
most wanting
Published 2nd Mar 2012
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2nd Mar 2012 12:36pm
2nd Mar 2012 1:22pm
Thanks : )
I thought it worked well together. The words are all over the place meaning wise, it's both fairly negative while being somewhat positive. I don't what to make of it completely
I thought it worked well together. The words are all over the place meaning wise, it's both fairly negative while being somewhat positive. I don't what to make of it completely
Anonymous
2nd Mar 2012 6:28pm
The last stanza is the most poignant. Somehow the social inadequates become our sudden adequates. Maybe it's something calling within us that we seek out of guilt in other people. Who knows.
An interesting write never the less.
An interesting write never the less.
3rd Mar 2012 9:10am
Thanks Miss_Sub
I agree, at the time my head was clogged, and it was what I needed to get out.
I agree, at the time my head was clogged, and it was what I needed to get out.
4th Mar 2012 1:28am
your poem is serious but I find it somewhat comical when placed beside the picture (probably just cause I know you well enough) but still a nice read. a little sad for me but not all poetry can be happy. Sometimes it just comes out better in sadness or anger -- Stronger emotions.
nice piece though.
Also she's kinda cute :P
nice piece though.
Also she's kinda cute :P
