An early wednesday morning entry...
At times, Leonard Cohen makes me feel like a feeb...like here.
Poem
I heard of a man
who says words so beautifully
that if he only speaks their name
women give themselves to him.
If I am dumb beside your body
while silence blossoms like tumors on our lips
it is because I hear a man climb the stairs
and clear his throat outside out door.
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She's Nothing But Trouble
If she smiles, don't smile back.
But of course you will, like an electrician
taking chances with the wiring
on a dull Tuesday afternoon.
-Moi.
At times, Leonard Cohen makes me feel like a feeb...like here.
Poem
I heard of a man
who says words so beautifully
that if he only speaks their name
women give themselves to him.
If I am dumb beside your body
while silence blossoms like tumors on our lips
it is because I hear a man climb the stairs
and clear his throat outside out door.
*******************************************************
She's Nothing But Trouble
If she smiles, don't smile back.
But of course you will, like an electrician
taking chances with the wiring
on a dull Tuesday afternoon.
-Moi.
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Happy Thursday smiles and hugs *squish!*
hehe, thou it's nice not getting yelled at by people; clean that mess, pick up after yoursself, untie that women from the ceiling....