Falling Away

Member since 2008 · Posted 27 Jun 2008 · 3 comments

I am bored with love and it's passionless limbs that drape over my bed in a lethargic state of impotence while wearing the same red heart my soul picked up hitchhiking off highway serendipity Now here we are alone in togetherness trying to build dreams with two by fours and glue, but even a home won't tie us together when our hearts live alone Poetic vows cliched into nothingness like all words do, eventually and we allowed our bodies to become another pair of hollow shadows that make love to a wall instead of each other and we wonder why the roses are dying

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3 votes so far. Yours would make 4.3 votes so far

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[4] nentwined 27-Jun-08/6:55 PM Reply

it's -> its
two-by-fours (I think)

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typical drifting away poem. some nice imagery--the poem could benefit by focusing on that and making it more coherent.

[7] daggatolar 1-Jul-08/5:37 PM Reply

simply break thru the wall and walk away into freedom, only that love can not be found outside of the flesh...and all we are not is not us to blame

[8] SupremeDreamer 9-Jul-08/10:49 PM Reply

Squatter love is like sex with a tetanus glove. Indeed. Hrmm... I'd say 7.5, but lets just round it to an eight.