| because i've always wanted to be buried slowly.
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midare
| suppose that light | 1 |
could never bend | 2 |
back-- eyes | 3 |
feel through hemp | 4 |
twine, while you and i | 5 |
float through time | 6 |
in a hammock-- | 7 |
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rocking and winding | 9 |
havok, heartbeat | 10 |
rhythm staccato static-- | 11 |
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breath is frantic, | 13 |
and i learn what | 14 |
it's like to be an addict | 15 |
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while you defy the physics | 17 |
of keeping me on this | 18 |
planet, where gravity | 19 |
is suddenly elastic | 20 |
and your smile | 21 |
becomes a paper-mache | 22 |
casket, so ashen | 23 |
and inviting. | 24 |
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— gingerdave
i like
— unknown
Bewitching. Gave me tingles like a brush with a ghost
— Esztel
thank you, everyone.
midare
— midare
you have me eating from your hands with this one. Great spectrum of feelings, well thought out, i really enjoyed. I dig the set up in the first stanza, my tick is 2 through, but the last 3 are perfect.
— crepaway
because i've always wanted 2 be buried slowly.
— unknown
I love the thought of floating through time on a hammock.
— unknown
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