Unsettled memories
and fears of the future
fill my gaze.
Clouded sight
sweeps specificity
away
like pollen that is
washed into dirty drains-
drains that are the universe’s infinite grave
of emotions released in lonliness.
Where does the energy of released emotions go?
to ILP, obviously.
Ok- this is just fucking ridiculous- this time you responded to her in 2 minutes. Man, I know you’ve been gone a while, but aren’t you a little too zealous here!?
(you know I’m teasing- it’s good to have you back!)
v, I just made a longer response to her in the other topic. I know the response are short, but I think she sorta knows what I’m talking about, because this poem is about the issue in the other topic, if I’m not mistaken.
Kris, I’m sorry about the one liners, but just know that they mean no offence, quite the contrary actually.
No offense is taken.
Pureasonist-Uniqor, you’re the master of the one liner and that’s not a bad thng coming from you- I think you grow on people.
I’ve been poisoning myself all day- just needed a little levity you know… things have been kind of grim lately.
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Pureasonist-Uniqor, you’re the master of the one liner and that’s not a bad thng coming from you- I think you grow on people.
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The best comment payed to me yet, thanks v.