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dear fell wake

Author: Jimi James
ASL Info:    24/m/somehwere
Elite Ratio:    6.16 - 90 /78 /41
Words: 136
Class/Type: Poetry /Depressed
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took me a bit
but true
inner conflict and all that i presume
"ground contol to major tom, your circuit's dead"

dear fell wake

dear birth
on sweet caligula street,
henceforth postpone the deed
of cherishing the morn.

"'tis thee who whistles that loud
at night -alas!- so dulcet?
whence i wondered it might sound
excels all my jaunces,
dost i hear thy tongue jaunce"

dear birth
on sweet caligula street,
i stopped listening to you,
oblivious the hundred thousand
fickling calls
far above like or need
please stop your
ill-divining deed.

"woe is me, dear love-lord
of melody, curse my wayward
ay, for its ropery is no good
or no good for better.
thence i pray thy letter
to meet my porter
once again."

dear birth
on sweet caligula street,
theres love for thy deed
but evil's the fruit
never will i rove again
the tar you're of.

Submitted on 2009-02-06 16:00:54     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  From this poem, I think I'll take the porter. It's got this Joycean mouthful of marbles (each an idiom--the southpark manatees). There is a great deal of sound, crying babies, or perhaps the noise babies are introduced to ex-utero. The porter of all this noise follows dutifully in your shadow. There is a regretful class distinction, huh, and you cannot put eyes upon him, he'll freeze up like Eurydice and you'll lose your Samsonites. No, time is an arrow, one penis of an arrow. The first stanza holds the most mystery. The third stanza is a forest, I get a bit lost. The porter in the fourth--who?
| Posted on 2009-09-18 00:00:00 | by Aaron Felix | [ Reply to This ]
  i had to read it few times but i like...lots of big words and no repeats...nice...something most people including myself got a talent...
- ash
| Posted on 2009-06-03 00:00:00 | by suicidalacts72 | [ Reply to This ]

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