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Cold-Blooded Pillow (Free verse) by drnick

This whole life I've Been trained to leave you alive Yet tonight I feel Colder than sharpened steel You could end My keen Murderous motions in morphine Stare in my Irenic eyes For a moment we can improvise Light up this Candlewick garden That leaves killers for pardon Inevibility arrives I sigh An existential lullaby As we lay I dream Never to awake my criminal scheme Never to awake... when long overdue Never to awake... before you

drnick 20-Jan-06/11:23 AM
Yes, I do...probably should use spell-check or something, huh?

No, I don't think you quite understand where I'm coming from with this poem. I'm saying that sometimes it's hard to commit an ill-conceived act against someone whom you love; a mere look or touch is enough to forget why you were angry and fall back into the adoring state you were in before. I never try to sound like some kind of bad-ass or supreme evil doer but perhaps that is "inevitable."




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