Poem.
Hm hm hm. And a HI to everyone as well."
Because i am busy and never here and yes.
Here's the poem then eh.
*HUGS*
"melancholy"
ugly yellow green bile
swish of a whip through the air
eyes half open three quarters closed
you and you and you
and somewhere here, i'm told
me.
old grey bleeding eyes
crack of two hundred bones in unison
mind opening and closing in unwanted spasms
you and you and you
and i remember everything i've seen, but
me.
deep blue screaming veins
garbled warble of talking heads
lungs grabbing listlessly for air to feed
you and you and you
and never, never bringing life to
me.
i long for a break to my silence, and
from lips too weak to open,
a perfectly choreographed sentence
dies, drown out again by melancholy,
ugly yellow green bilious waves.
nothing now.
nothing but
you and you and you
and somewhere here, guess there must be
me.
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