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Post by Queen of Rain on Apr 2, 2006 23:14:26 GMT -8
I watch Boisterously separated legs I find uneasyness in this obvious sexuality The highpinched laugher silverhard make-up on her glaced eyes Purple high heel pumps like podiums
And anyone is good enough hungry breasts wanting escape
Or maybe they no longer hunger mammalian murder that no longer gives pleasure just something other than this emptiness
And I try and try and try not to judge but something in the trembling steps up stairs to an old strangers house tonight Make me wonder If one ever notices when lips no longer taste of life
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Post by Ramona on Apr 3, 2006 8:49:43 GMT -8
The highpinched laugher I think putting high" and "pinched" together into a new word is a but much here, it sounds too forced.
silverhard make-up I love "silverhard."
nd I try and try and try not to judge but something in the trembling steps up stairs to an old strangers house tonight Make me wonder If one ever notices when lips no longer taste of life This last stanza is simply brilliant. There is no other way to putit. The imagery is fantastic because it's early-on in the poem but the end kind of pulls the imagery into one image.
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Post by ScarletMornings on Apr 3, 2006 13:54:42 GMT -8
i think this is amazing. personally, i like the high pinched, it gives good and accurate imagery of the vibe i'm getting from this. brilliantly done, like ramona said. i like it's length, not too long, it's succint but not abrupt. great job.
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Post by Queen of Rain on Apr 3, 2006 15:24:54 GMT -8
thank you my darlings
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