disaster in the flesh

Member since 2002 · Posted 23 Dec 2005 · Edited 18 Apr 2009 · 2 comments

She sees the warmth drip from him low and ascending, arms pressed in how she never stays at the last juncture never a kiss goodnight Her glances search past the moment like lost moths time now a blunder in all it's glorious delusion you find her in the wake of this

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[7] Blindpoetry 23-Dec-05/9:31 AM Reply

"can you not see the death below us" seemed out of place, Crack Your Money

[9] http://mulberryfairy 5-May-09/6:46 PM Reply

Perfect except for the "never, never" repetition, I don't think it needed the clarification about the last juncture/ kiss goodnight thing.