this is a stanza from a shitty poem i wrote a few months ago, but i liked this stanza, so i’m putting it here so it will live on. maybe i’ll recycle it later.
great trials breed the strongest pairs –
so like icarus i fly
Up Up Up
into this crazy sky.
i might get burned – in fact […]
the sooth i have learn-ed
in days spent afloat
is that often when turn-ed
we’ve no cause to gloat
a wuman and man are two silly shapes
with allcurves and whiskers
and lipstwigsandgrapes
we laugh and we linger
because of our fear
for deaths bony finger
and eternity near
in love and in anger in rage, lust and shame
we try to distance ourselves from this mocky […]
happy the drummer that beats his tune in the face of the world. happy
the man who stands alone for all to scorn. happy went down on a
cool clear morning, and wept by the river to show. that life was not
so bad.
excepting unkind stares and words, did happy think all
for good. and wishing not but joyful […]
i think should very much to like
a feel you in my arms tonight. o with your hair
cascade upon my chest, would make
a muscles cry out for bliss. with fingers stroke
gentle the flesh and drip drip down the body lines
to where the intersecting joyful meets.
holding strong each other with—sipping gently
of tears and sweat as from a […]
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