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Free verse № 96876

Help Me Water The Garden

Member since 2003 · Posted 13 Apr 2004 · 2 comments

Every day I think I can take the space I end up looking in the mirror, face to face Striking a pose doesn't seem to fit (I'm ugly) I'll stand there with a sad face, looking like shit Every day I think I can take the smell I end up in the shower, cleaning what came from Hell I show'ed my eerie sense destroyed my personality (created a new one) Killing my own family, Killing my own family, Inside of me, Inside of me I'll sleep late, trying to make the day go away I'll wake in the late afternoon and find love decay (It sat there long before) Always, this will happen and my eyes will get chemicalized (By the onion) And I'll get blinded by the fumes coming from eyes Everyday, I decide to work on my garden, but I'm afraid of the bee It's neurotical: blue and can't see (Blind as a flash light) This phobia couldn't be true; I was once that thing But my stinger was shattered from a hard-skin sting Help me water the plants...

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[n/a] Blindpoetry 13-Apr-04/11:58 AM Reply
a bit weird looking, eh?

The third stanza is supposed to have four lines
[8] Shuushin 13-Apr-04/6:27 PM Reply
keep the last stanza sans last line and, well... save the rest for another poem. or something.