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    dots Submission Name: Till raindots

    Author: ellisa
    Elite Ratio:    5.51 - 400/415/125
    Words: 184
    Class/Type: Poetry/Misc
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    dotsTill raindots

    Kill-me grey clouds billowed
    Past our kitchen window.
    Jammed open
    Jammed-up without enough slack
    To come back down.
    Smokesleepily, take a drag-me-out-of-bed.
    I was folded tight and neat that night
    And slept sound-on-mute
    Waking two medium sized cracked open eyes
    To your broken-eggshell address:

    ‘It would be good to go out today-

    Pulled stockings had fallen.
    That Feline sound padded
    Towards our bodies’ warmth.
    That wilder one cascades,
    Sending machine-gun water droplets
    Past our heads,
    To sit upon our pillows, for a moment—
    Before they sank beneath the surface
    Settling themselves, into soft warm core.

    ‘We should make the most of our time-

    Snow brushed from the air
    Shuddered down on slab-paths.
    Singing sounds, electrified and transferred,
    Fly from our wooden music boxes.
    Suddenly free.
    I lie here, morning comes and goes
    Wherever we are, however I sit,
    However I try to wake.
    Nothing is wasted on you.

    ‘I woke feeling like this, feeling happy…

    There is no back wall to this

    I cannot find it.

    Submitted on 2006-03-21 18:49:09     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      i like this piece. i got the feeling that a man and his lover were spending time together and show each other what the other means to them. then for some reason, the guy says that he was happy. key word being 'was'. so what happened to the happiness?

    | Posted on 2006-03-22 00:00:00 | by insphered soul | [ Reply to This ]

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