Aug 21, 2006 17:46
tell me what you think, these are both first drafts and i need some critiques befor i turn them in please!
.Harmony.
Pined up
wall and body connect
trying to become one
skin and fibers
bones and Plaster
your wrists held up
by my hands, nails.
Hands, unknowing of
rather to act on,
the want to strangle
or the need to caress
droping into a deja vu
of being,
pressed up with the dark
held up in a moment
from wishes on stars
for failer forced to pass.
.Octane.
Light the match
to start unforgiving distruction
karosean blood, isnt worthy
of spilling
Toutch the flame
to skin
few to mental combustion,
keep stuned-still
you cant comprehend a meaning
ignorance shoulnt be blessed
on such war raged hands