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an attempt at life, an attempt at love
by Tim J BonoI can't combat
your curves anymore
Your clap is off
mine never started
And still
I'm buried by your curves
Have you heard what you espouse?
When its all over, through and through
can you suck in whats left your mouth?
I sat back, while my mind
took me for a ride
What could I have been,
before you sucked away my brilliance,
into a pill
The voice I once felt forming
melted into the void I am
All that you see before you
is a mystery to its own
A ragged man
in ragged clothes
an attempt at life
from a weary soul 09/09/2002 Author's Note: "ragged man in ragged clothes" from Don McCleon's, Vincent. [One of my favorites]
Posted on 12/12/2002
Copyright © 2024 Tim J Bono
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Christina Bruno on 12/16/02 at 05:38 AM nice read :) |
| Posted by Lizz Scott on 12/16/02 at 10:18 PM Loved, "Your clap is off mine never started" Enjoyed reading this poem!!
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| Posted by Alisa Js on 12/13/07 at 07:13 AM reading through this one felt to me like a scene in the Matrix... somehow.. the first one.. one of my all time favorites...the words you penned are haunting.. .enjoyed this one immensely.. aloha to you and yours from this side of paradise. alisa ;-) |
| Posted by Philip F De Pinto on 01/06/15 at 02:29 PM wonderfully introspective and alive with possibilities. |
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