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    dots Submission Name: a substandarddots

    Author: milo stills
    Elite Ratio:    3.37 - 345/476/138
    Words: 194
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    I am watching a stone wall from my window
    Watching as the rain slides down its face
    And pools in the blemishes of the road
    It started last night in a gust of wind
    Blown hard against my window

    Washington has forced us to a substandard
    There is no way to shake this feeling
    I can not get around the emptiness
    Of rain falling at two in the morning
    And the freezing air around my space heater

    There is something in the way it keeps falling
    Something quiet and abrupt that disturbs me
    I try to sleep wrapped up in my blanket
    Head buried in the mattress for protection

    But the sky keeps falling
    Itís starting to soak through the crakes
    This is just a little thing
    But itís freezing in here

    I can only make an observation
    Only wait for the rain to stop
    Because I am afraid to go outside
    Afraid to move to far from my mattress
    And lose all my heat

    Submitted on 2006-09-13 10:38:39     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      is it cold everywhere? sleep with someone, it helps. i'm glad you're back. you're still kind of queer, but i'm glad you're back. i guess this isn't the place to tell you i'm still sort of lost. only you're quite definite. aren't we all quite definite. some sort of lazy cold weather obsession with wetness. because only the idea, and only in peticular fantasies is it romantic. and only if there were some warmth in someone else. temperature seems appropiate. people feel appropiate. it's a little cold, all of it.
    | Posted on 2006-09-17 00:00:00 | by denial | [ Reply to This ]

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