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    dots Submission Name: one glove to anotherdots
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    Author: blackbird
    ASL Info:    31/male/reykjavik iceland
    Elite Ratio:    2.35 - 194/328/300
    Words: 102
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    dotsone glove to anotherdots
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    crowd me longer,
    long-lost and longing
    through the long nights
    for i am longer for this world.

    & i breathe,
    tip and murmur
    in mangled sleep.
    awake me...

    & there seems to be
    no harsh, round compromise
    awashing.
    no unspoken truth
    adorns your lips
    in red moon cracks
    of summer.

    this winter lull
    is death in me
    & i fear
    its creeping horn approach.

    anoint me
    i am drying
    into myself
    & i am lost
    in the mirrors again
    in panic.

    one glove
    to another,
    hoist me from
    this depth
    of mine...






    Submitted on 2008-02-01 03:20:27     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      Hey there I thought I'd come by seen as its been foreverish and pick a poem any poem,, cause well they are all great and so here I will leave some random thought or another.....

    Now given that this is kind of deep, the concept and the message, I dont want to seem like I'm totaly missing aroung with your work but I cant help but explain the first imagry I get here ok?
    ok so here it is..

    crowd me longer,
    long-lost and longing
    through the long nights
    for i am longer for this world.

    This just made me think long long never ending foreverness long, the last line I love.

    & i breathe,
    tip and murmur
    in mangled sleep.
    awake me...

    Mangled sleep I love the word combination it makes me think of dreams of crashing airplanes and cars and getting caught in a fishing net that just got thrown off the boat all the things you want to be woken from, when those beads of sweat begin to form on your brow, a person with half a heart would wake you.. you’d hope.

    & there seems to be
    no harsh, round compromise
    awashing.
    no unspoken truth
    adorns your lips
    in red moon cracks
    of summer.

    Harsh round? Interesting, a flat tire that’s been driven on too long something that just doesn’t fit,
    But then its not there to it doesn’t matter about the nuisance.
    Basically no nuisances in a rising moon, a red moon makes me think of a rising moon perhaps against a smoky sky from bon fires on the beach or something.


    this winter lull
    is death in me
    & i fear
    its creeping horn approach.

    Deathly winter sounds bitterly cold, and a creeping horn makes me think of the low low arc of the sun in winter barely rising to set.

    anoint me
    i am drying
    into myself
    & i am lost
    in the mirrors again
    in panic.

    Lost inside, where you can see everything you don’t much want to.. Hence panic, most panic with some self discovery they were totally unaware of.. totally lost in ones own thoughts that one would rather not think.

    one glove
    to another,
    hoist me from
    this depth
    of mine...

    This sorry to say was the ending that made me grin though I can see the almost desperation, I just think of a baseball catchers mitt (even though its not a sport played here very much. But it made me think of a person whose glove fits just fine and this tiny tiny like speck sitting in the bottom of a finger place in the other almost worried a full size hand could get thrust in crushing your very existence.. What a weird image.
    | Posted on 2008-02-19 00:00:00 | by Andz | [ Reply to This ]


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