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    dots Submission Name: Coagulate dots

    Author: Mandolin
    ASL Info:    10/15/89
    Elite Ratio:    5.4 - 131/145/85
    Words: 225
    Class/Type: Poetry/Longing
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       I believe I'm trying to write myself empty so my head will let me sleep. If this comes of as pitiful - pity it, it's really just draining and I'm sleeplessly so very tired.....
    which are where words slip out.......

    I bet it's sticky. Sorry for all the heart bleeding, a few of you met recognize the roots of this.

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    dotsCoagulate dots

    I would like to be dancing
    but this bodyís music Iím lacking;
    music that was laughing and panting,
    music that was color and thought;
    but my nights are too still for these things
    and this heart is much too sore.
    My excuses are true and exist only to substantiate.
    Weary, am I, and wanting.
    Strange am I?
    Not so strange to recede into thoughtlessness,
    and seek the lovely absentness of sleep.
    Nothingness is tempting me quiet,
    ever so absently, tempting me tender.
    To wane and ebb and disappear,
    I exist yet evanesce in my dangerous peace,
    I seep into the lulling nirvana of false comfort.
    Alone and longing in a unselfish loneliness.
    and the numbing songs of silence come calling,
    calling with the voice of fresh fallen snow;
    calling, calling like wind in the Queen Anneís Lace.
    I too am calling, calling.
    My hours are passing, seasons are changing.
    My mind is hot and thick and ill,
    words come sapping the imagery from an aching mind
    that is so multiplied in its baffled unhappiness
    that it cannot run itself out into happy emptiness.
    If the body rests ever so still with warmth waxing away
    I just might hear song of solidity and presence,
    the music of wholeness and presence,
    song that sings of friendship and withness
    heard only in the silent roar of being apart.

    Submitted on 2007-11-19 14:16:11     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    ||| Comments |||
      Better giveup on that Queen Ann's Lace least you become like it when folding its seed into an empty nest.
    | Posted on 2007-11-19 00:00:00 | by realpoet | [ Reply to This ]
      I have to say that I like this.

    I like it, and yet,

    it seems a bit self absorbed.

    But I feel like I understand it, possibly relate.
    It's mature, but there is something refreshing about it as well.

    Love these lines:
    "...words come sapping the imagery from an aching mind
    that is so multiplied in its baffled unhappiness
    that it cannot run itself out into happy emptiness."

    An endless need to express,
    honing the art of expression.

    At least...

    that's what I drew from it.

    | Posted on 2007-11-19 00:00:00 | by Puzzle_d_Box | [ Reply to This ]

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