.
My teeth tangled up
my tongue at
another inopportune moment.
I’m his burdened beast
with a window-smashed head
and an oppressive fear
of clocks.
.elle.

. My teeth tangled up my tongue at another inopportune moment. I’m his burdened beast with a window-smashed head and an oppressive fear of clocks. .elle. |
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October 27, 2005
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It rings through me when I read it, though I can't quite say why. I just really love the line. I love your imagery.
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\"Our echoes roll from soul to soul, forever and forever...\"
Alfred, Lord Tennyson
this poem has such heavy words which I love cause the length isn't too long. extremly powerful.
tangled, burdened, smashed and opressive
LOVETHOSEWORDS
<3
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"...forget our one last kiss goodbye..."
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This was very cleverly written, leaving so much to read between the lines, but still saying it all.
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