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Head On

Member since 2002 · Posted 22 Sep 2004 · 5 comments

Head lights, and Amphetamines Desert dried translucency's God, isn't it a novelty? This gap in coming down. Pomegranate finger tips Listen to the tearing strips Time, and physics, losing grip Perhaps, that was my mind? Steering wheel's, so round and tight Falling deep in love with nights Left alone to count the strikes Of lightning at the ground. I'd better keep my eyes to road Sleep's begun its great erode Upon my will it does decode What I cannot rewind. I'll miss the way it looked from there Orion, Pleiades, and the bear I watch my life disappear All sparks, in turn, subside.

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5 comments

[3] Stephen Robins 23-Sep-04/5:24 AM Reply
Utter nonsense.
[n/a] Bachus › Stephen Robins 23-Sep-04/1:19 PM Reply
Fuck you, kind of like your accent, and sad attempt at comedy?
[0] klosterfobik 25-Sep-04/3:56 PM Reply
Yawn.
[9] INTRANSIT 27-Sep-04/5:34 PM Reply
I know it's hard for you to do, but please try to get off the accelerator just a bit.
[n/a] xyz 22-Oct-07/1:03 AM Reply
It looks like this may be an intelligent poem...I can't tell. I'll have to rate and review it at another time so that I can give a fair assessment.