- Mar 19, 2001
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they hang upside down
as if some heifer after
slaughter letting the
blood drain and stain
the floor / leaving
ruddy tinted pictures
of life lost / now these
roses hang upside down
staring at me waiting to
dry out / dry out from
tears of yesterday and pray that
tomorrows tears of yesteryear
have evaporated with time
so the ache does not dig
into the soils of hope
I had for she/I (why?)
letting things run thier
own course leaves openings
for dis-course of muted
thoughts and apologies
that don't apply when
disappointment embeds its
nails in the sun
days die cease to exist
like flowers scent hanging
upside down converse of smiles
adorned in frowns and...joy
lying in the street gasping it's
last breath...what's left?
petals falling singing their
praises to what "was" but will
be no more...
to the vase of memories
that once breathed us.
(c)2001 blakverb
as if some heifer after
slaughter letting the
blood drain and stain
the floor / leaving
ruddy tinted pictures
of life lost / now these
roses hang upside down
staring at me waiting to
dry out / dry out from
tears of yesterday and pray that
tomorrows tears of yesteryear
have evaporated with time
so the ache does not dig
into the soils of hope
I had for she/I (why?)
letting things run thier
own course leaves openings
for dis-course of muted
thoughts and apologies
that don't apply when
disappointment embeds its
nails in the sun
days die cease to exist
like flowers scent hanging
upside down converse of smiles
adorned in frowns and...joy
lying in the street gasping it's
last breath...what's left?
petals falling singing their
praises to what "was" but will
be no more...
to the vase of memories
that once breathed us.
(c)2001 blakverb