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You're lacking something.
Like a paper flower's want for breath.
Cobwebs stating that age-old story
Of life that used to live.
You find it hiding.
In echos of memory,
With a dusty streetsign you should have
Been watching.
You've made a wrong turn.
Somewhere in childhood you lost your way,
Only to find it ten-thousand years later,
And all that you know is angel's decay.
Suffocation in a crevice
Between the past and future,
Sleeping in your rot by day,
And through the wailing night you waste away.
Like a paper flower's want for breath.
Cobwebs stating that age-old story
Of life that used to live.
You find it hiding.
In echos of memory,
With a dusty streetsign you should have
Been watching.
You've made a wrong turn.
Somewhere in childhood you lost your way,
Only to find it ten-thousand years later,
And all that you know is angel's decay.
Suffocation in a crevice
Between the past and future,
Sleeping in your rot by day,
And through the wailing night you waste away.
...
© 2004 - 2024 slushy
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Excellent poem. You have a wonderful command of language. The first two lines are an immediate hook. You've managed to convey your message without sounding corny, cliche, or overly-angsty. In fact, the tone is almost of indifference, as if there is no reason to even hope for hope. This is certainly a very wonderful piece.