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Open Poetry #30

Insane Getaway

Brigid WillowKeeper
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since 2003-08-24

Posts 88
OHIO IN USA

0 posted 2004-01-23 09:30 AM

I sit in a white padded room
And I fly away
In my head plays a little tune
That brings a brand new day
I feel the bugs crawling
Crawling in my skin
The bugs sing their song
For they are my next of kin
I lay in the white hot sand
Of a quaint little beach
Ropes bind my hands
And chains bind my feet
I lay on the beach so lifeless
I move no more
I am rooted by insanity so heartless
And I can smell the rising of the shore
I am drowning in mentality
Insane bubbles come from my mouth
Morbid little fish surround me
I dimimish
And sink
To the south

passing shadows
Member Empyrean

since 1999-08-26

Posts 45577
displaced

1 posted 2004-01-23 12:52 PM

I'm south too

let's have coffee

Midnitesun

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since 2001-05-18

Posts 28647
Gaia

2 posted 2004-01-23 01:43 PM

oh my, but this sounds like a bad acid trip

now, how in the heck would I know of such things?

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