This blog is simply a random mess of my journal, rants, poetry, personal thoughts and things I like...and unless noted, all my original writing (no copy without permission, s'il vous plait).
I changed the name to Lost Kite from honkycackle because these days I feel more like the former than the latter.
Picture- Lost Kite by ~Kvaga at deviantART
Sunday, August 3, 2008
in the face
there are tears waiting to surface
pores looking for oil
pimples ready to show their ugly heads
hair about to grow
lines hoping to crease (they want you to keep living)
and there is a tiny breath waiting to be released from a sensual mouth
2 comments:
Great build up of tension here -- well done
I agree. I really love the way the rhythm builds from stanza to stanza. Another good one!!
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