Alone With a Twitch and Crowd

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Fresh morning air through my fingers, I suppose.

Theres a fly wiping its hands in the shade /

Next to the purple plant that's fading to grey /

Alone with a song and Macbeth /

While the sun turns me red /

I had plans for this day but /

I've come undone with wonders hunch in my back /

Just wait it out, a face will find you

Wait it out and you will find you

Face down in a heap of regrets.

The front yard trees on its tippy toes spyin' /

Joinin' the neighbor on the ladder /

Alone with the cotton and cloud /

While my lone turns me blue /

I made promises late last night but /

those expired because I might die and /

I don't want to die in public /

Just wait it out, a death will find you /

Wait it out and you will find you /

Spilling tears at a second grade spring sing.

Submitted: September 22, 2009

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wow it's dark alright... hope it's not reflect you in reality..
anyway i liked it, its good, but unreadable. i had to copy paste it to a word document and increase the font size

Thu, September 24th, 2009 3:16pm


Hey, yeah my bad about the font, not sure what happened. Thanks a lot for the feedback man! And nope, I pretty much
smile constantly..but rereading it I suppose it is rather gloomy. Thanks so much for taking the time to copy it to word and everything! That is supra kind of you! Take it easy

Mon, October 5th, 2009 8:28pm

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