| Grex > Poetry > #72: "4/8/99 Dream" by toking |
| "4/8/99 Dream" by toking | 
Apr 9 18:40 UTC 1999 |
"4/8/99 Dream" by Joe Parish she comes to me running faster and faster afraid of fear and the little death she runs like there's nothing else she runs to me but can't bring herself to touch or taste todays oblivion she runs to me and stops one short breath away her lips tremble with shaking hands she reaches and runs her fingers above my skin never touching or letting the fear in she plays catlike games batting at the air in hopes of forgiveness or forgetfullness knowing that nothing changes and nothing goes burning or breaks without remorse closer and closer she comes almost touching almost letting me in but she knows me knows I'll bring my fear and all of the little death hot thin trails trace her untouching passage and my only desire is one brief moment of contact but I know too well that it would bring her demise
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Apr 10 14:39 UTC 1999 |
"she comes to me" is such a cliche romantic line that it's kind of neat to see it followed by "running faster and faster" - completely breaks with what I would've expected.
| response 2 of 6: |
Apr 13 05:02 UTC 1999 |
Interesting. Can I assume "the little death" is a reference to sex?
| response 3 of 6: |
Apr 13 16:05 UTC 1999 |
I'm not exactly sure what the hell I was talking baout with "the little death" and only realized too late that it would be assumed that it was meant to be sexual...it's not supposed to be...but I wrote this down without thinking about it...I just had to get it out real fast before I forgot it, so I don't remember what I meant by that particular bit
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Apr 22 22:34 UTC 1999 |
I agree with dan on his point. (;
soemthing I noted:
>but she knows me
>knows I'll bring my fear
>and all of the little death
that last line I quoted -- is that a typo? shoul dit be "All of
the little deaths?"