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I've Written For Years

something
17.10.06

something about a riptide
something about a shock of blue sky
some clouds with sunshine halos
something about the blink of an eye
where a decision is made
and a life passes by
how responsible are you
for what is now torn in two
doesn't matter what you wanted
we all want too
something about you
we all want to
know
feel
see
be
something too
in those sweetest cool eyes
where you play
at the distance
an the unuttered sigh
that lives as the witness
there is just
something
about you.

posted by Ambrrrr ,




the breaking mile

out along the beach
where the earth is sundering
submergered in the breath taking
quiet cold alliance
along the breaking mile
where the sun convoluted
washed over the shore
sheering away plattitudes
deep with in you
something floats free
sinking in the sands
like time
like fear unrequited
washed away with the tide
the beaches soft sand eroding
the navel tidal pools
spinning water
gritty silk tumbling through
collapsing foamy bubbles
play across bodies
encased in the fear of the moment
frothy movement
comes across in waves
drowning the thoughtless
making way for the unspoiled hereafter
where tears and anger are shed
under the corpse coloured cloud hidden sun
runs the beach
the truest place in your known soul
the starting point
of all the thoughts and decisions
littered with the miniscule grains
of those bittersweet resentments
guilt betrayal and deceit
packed up in a mountanous state
of vicious desolation
as the wind lays it's cold unfeeling hands
across the flowing rippless
of the lifeless meneagerie
assembled here like floating puppets
sunken statues guarding memory
congregated human drift wood
all along the breaking mile.

posted by Ambrrrr ,