My Poetry Sucks
This is some of my poetry... in case you havn't guessed already. ~Fridge at midnight~

It comes as a surprise that I am staring in to the fridge
and the white clinical light.
Cheese, cheese, cheese�
you are always the same dear cheese
(unless we though you out).

I chuckle to my self.

Suddenly my body judders,
and throws its self around violently.
A shadow makes me gasp
heart pounds like a rabbit in the glow of headlights.
The mind shows no reasonable explanation for the feeling of alien bodies in the kitchen.

~Last dream~

Love and full
eggs and blue hues
of a long, low moon.

thin whisp of
light ideas,
of a infinate universe
of long ago.

whales singing,
and i love you,
and you love me,
and all is true.

trust and faith
willingness of now,
all time together
and everything is true.

strange concioness
nothing is wize
and you love me
and i belive in you.
hmmmm... love poetry either turns out very buetiful.. or realy taky, doesn't it?
wrote this poem whilst watching a realy horrid film called "midnights child", i slept with the lights on that night. ~Pulse~

Her face was hit
witha rush of coldness
her wide eys staring
millions of them,
pictures,
memories,
who would feed the cat?

suddenly - for the first time
in her life
she saw she was running out of time.

It was an amazing feeling
freezing cold
Alive!
realy alive...

Her hair flicked
up and up.

she spread out her toes
to let the air rush though

OPEN YOU EYES

concreate - asending earth

oh no
oh no
OH NO
OH-

no


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