The importance of circumstance, date, and time. by Eli SkippTo be a successful artist, one must first be a good salesman,
and an expert in bullshit.
i have been unconsciously milkwhite for years.
Nineteen-Eighty-Nine brought an onslaught of more than just me.
It brought the falling of empires,
And the falling of walls,
And one thousand other things.
Ten Fifty-Two a.m. was a second beginning.
He was marching in a pro-choice rally on the day of his daughter's birth,
And maybe God was crying.
i believe in braces and belly-dancing and bleeding ink,
i believe in the flowing of ideas,
And waking up hungover and unfair.
i believe in the experimentation of the young.
At the beginning of this year i stopped biting my nails.
i had chewed them off repeatedly
For nearly seven years before that.
Now they are covered
In dollar-store black nail polish
And Downtown Miami's caked on dirt.
Two-Thousand Six brought cigarettes and rain.
we were kissing drunk under a Collins Avenue bridge
And pretending we were born again,
And maybe God was crying.
Instead, i haven't made love in much too long.02/01/2006 Posted on 02/01/2006 Copyright © 2024 Eli Skipp
Member Comments on this Poem |
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 02/01/06 at 05:52 PM Captivating train of thought piece; lots of rich imagery. |
Posted by Richard Vince on 02/09/06 at 09:45 PM m. i really enjoyed this. very beautiful. |
Posted by Lauren Singer on 11/17/06 at 07:13 PM oooohhh snap. chills. how have i never read you before. i think we lead pretty similar lives. |
Posted by Lauren Singer on 11/17/06 at 07:13 PM oooohhh snap. chills. how have i never read you before. i think we lead pretty similar lives. |
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