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Tuesday, May 11, 2004
May 2004
Monday, May 10, 2004
Subject: untitled
Time: 3:07:00 PM EDT
Author:  unboundpoet


Inhale
exhale
mocking time
smelling roses
that I despise
I watch the clock
and count the sighs

breathing death
I could not die

the sun is cold
and dreams unkind
bring signs and dread
I can't deny
I squint to see
through tainted eyes

seeing death
I could not die

I eat fresh graves
to sympathize
and choke on words
without goodbye
spit out the tears
they leave behind

tasting death
I could not die

I sleep black sleep
to tranquilize
pound my fists
and try to cry
your platitudes
they stick like knives

when I am dead
and cannot die

~ H



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  • #9 Comment from indigosunmoon 
    5/13/04 10:34 AM Permalink
    WOW!  Poweful!
  • #8 Comment from puppeteerknight 
    5/11/04 6:43 PM Permalink
    This had impact, this was a fist in the gut, but it was also pristine in it's expressive beauty. You made me feel you. Good show.
  • #7 Comment from unboundpoetEntry Author 
    5/11/04 9:46 AM Permalink
    You came! You all came ! Thank you.::wipes tear:: lol.
  • #6 Comment from falconess7 
    5/11/04 8:49 AM Permalink
    Hi H,

    Bet you thot I would never get here.  Splendid work my friend.  You should consider a chap book.

    Beth
  • #5 Comment from amazonprincess00 
    5/11/04 8:08 AM Permalink
    ((((unbound)))))prettyful hun loved it.
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