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the constant search for new things to drag your body through
by Desdemona Sinestra
what is that bird pecking at?
how long after it notices the cat
will it cock its head and fly?
this can is empty
i don't have any clothes i like wearing
how long before i find something new to drag myself through?
i don't recognize this # i missed call from
what is that bird pecking at?
i don't think i would even if i was
even when it's barely dark
the wiper pushes across the glass
once again
and i still can't see anything
i don't think i would even if i was
03/08/2011 Posted on 03/09/2011
Copyright © 2024 Desdemona Sinestra
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Johnny Crimson on 03/09/11 at 08:14 PM I don't think I could either. :) |
| Posted by Vikki Owens on 03/10/11 at 10:49 AM i adore this! absolutely perfect. i dont believe i would, even if i was. sooo good. something to drag myself through..yes. yes. i get this. |
| Posted by Jolie Jordan on 05/09/11 at 06:08 AM "will it cock its head and fly?" Good question. |
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