Drive To Where?
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Have you ever felt like going, not in any particular direction, for no particular reason, just for the sake of moving?
Drive To Where?
Passing by empty warehouses On one side, dancing lightning On the other – mice cower So tiny under the stroboscopic blossom Of the skies And this is beauty to some Pale or desolate, it says so much more Than a pair of eyes The darkness riding all along with us or Thickening under the skies Sliding against us on our way It almost speaks, it almost says That even though we’ve been everywhere We might not be going anywhere Crawling aimlessly, flying by Swarming like flies around light... We drive. |
Submitted on 2004-08-30 06:49:20 Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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| Yet again, I'm fooled by not reading the description first. I read the poem and thought "wow, well written but, like Seinfeld, it's about nothing... if only you got to the 'where' part". Then I read the description. Excellently written. I understood what you were driving it, even if I didn't know that I did. :) The only thing I didn't like was the reference to our wandering nomadlike as "swarming". Just seemed counterintuitive. Just me. | Posted on 2005-01-25 00:00:00 | by jer | [ Reply to This ] | it feels like going nowhere. not sure why, it felt that way when l read your poem... it is very interesting, cause the read seems as tho' it could go, in many directions. | | Posted on 2004-09-03 00:00:00 | by Vibrant | [ Reply to This ] | punch the kid in the ribs I said, He is a bsatard.. The headmaster is watching.. It made me laugh, because i'm weird I liked it, it could use a little work, but it's nothing to big. | | Posted on 2004-08-30 00:00:00 | by Das_Ein_Sinender | [ Reply to This ] | |
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