where was i

Discussion in 'Poetry' started by rastas edible, Apr 30, 2009.

  1. rastas edible

    rastas edible Member

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    pointless garb and saw-toothed fashion
    she bled silk for days after
    and fooled them all with a knife

    she pulled strands from the smog
    and used the CN tower as
    a needle to stitch together
    the last few fragments of
    the last few days

    she reconciled and reviled that
    certain tang of forgiveness, tough
    to accept, like rabies shots or
    that her lover is gay or that
    they all revolved around her sun

    beasts, she said
    the lot of them
    splendid beasts
     
  2. Vetty214

    Vetty214 Hip Forums Supporter HipForums Supporter

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    I wasn't sure what this was about but I enjoyed it... she bled sik... pulled strands from the smog.... and that final stanza on beasts... splendid beasts, splendid poem. thanks for sharing.
     
  3. rastas edible

    rastas edible Member

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    i'm glad you liked this, vetty...i'm not too sure what it's about, either...but i wrote it drinking beer in a little shithole bar in toronto, trading stories with crackheads and hookers...a good afternoon all around...thanks again for reading, i appreciate your comments
     

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