this shouldve had a title by Matthew Sharp the further we get the more we destroy inevitable avoided in denial the pride of despair a caged crusade the obedience of the mundayne to work, and back. we ArE the cracks for the ooze to fertalize a soil, soaked in oil smiling in vain... i'de like to fight. youre so pretty. why wont we fight? 03/26/2007 Posted on 03/27/2007 Copyright © 2024 Matthew Sharp Member Comments on this Poem Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 03/27/07 at 05:11 AM Why do I have the same continuous smile while I read this three or four times, and while I comment now? Even with the dark images, even with the frustration. Because you are so bright. And that brightness makes the cracks where we see through the entrapment. That vision breaks out of the everyday and is the best humans can do. I am not unrealistic about life, I just want to squeeze every last drop of beauty I can and drink it up. And her smile, her look is beauty...that's why you don't. At least that's what I sense... and two against the everyday is better than one. It's a comfort, anyway. Posted by Kathleen Wilson on 03/27/07 at 05:19 AM I must say I really like that last stanza just bursting in, as if the whole thing is in the context of a conversation, or while thinking, you just glance up at her... Posted by Alison McKenzie on 04/08/07 at 04:57 PM The last stanza is so refreshing after the dark observations above, so starkly refreshing that I did find myself smiling as I read it and read it again to really capture the flavor. Return to the Previous Page   pathetic.org Version 7.3.2 May 2004 Terms and Conditions of Use 0 member(s) and 2 visitor(s) online All works Copyright © 2024 their respective authors. Page Generated In 0 Second(s)