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Thickened Tears For Flowers by ~Disoriented-Kitten:iconDisoriented-Kitten:



A draft passes through the glass
Square to block,
We don’t need to say goodbye.

Rain forest squawk, the mad loving echo
Rupturing the wall to wall doors
Down the hall, cornering my heart

Target to burst, target to fill
Destined to implode
My soul at a latter date

Today, tonight –casually malicious
Be the one to wreck my heart
Melt the skin from the eye onward

Scrutinize the format
Ravish the truth in DNA
I am my mother

You may have been stationed
But never were you subtle
Sitting in distraction

Warm the covers
Turn the bite on low
Let the rain tremble

In a hum of it’s own
Dead wait
My chair tilts for your peace

Tonight, today—casually bleeding
Away your love awaits
©2008-2009 ~Disoriented-Kitten
:icondisoriented-kitten:

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:iconbloodstainaffiliate:
"Ravish the truth in DNA
I am my mother"

Wow...that's seriously making me think! Good work.

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Silence is golden, but duct tape is silver!
:iconseaofthoughts:
What I found appealing about this piece is its incredible ability to flow beautifully without the use of rhyme. Perhaps it's the fluid imagery or the short lines encased with abstract beauty, or the sense of movement in regards to your word choice. Whatever is at the beating heart of the poem, it shines through with its complexities and subtleties leaving the reader with a sense of wonder. Another great piece of writing, I have missed reading your work.
:icondisoriented-kitten:
Thank you! I'm sorry it's taken me so long to reply. Grandmother passed away and I haven't really been near the computer as much as I usually am. I haven't read any of your work in a while either, I shall soon.

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Wrapped around your soul is where I want to be.
:icondisoriented-kitten:
haha, I'm glad it makes you think!:P

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Wrapped around your soul is where I want to be.
:iconbloodstainaffiliate:
That's the job of a poet!

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Silence is golden, but duct tape is silver!
:iconseaofthoughts:
You're very welcome! and i'm sorry for the death of your Grandmother :( I hope all is well. Take care.

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