circles

[desiderata]

circles

the steady beat of your
mouth running ripples around mine
the paining seep of dust
pegs my hands down
to more pain
rooted in desire
I seek nothing more than

I am nothing less than

take with you what you will
solid is not my strong point
madness takes a firm hold but not today, today
I am surging slightly but contained
in candlelight contours
creeping softly down the sinews of your spine
where i feel at home

there is no flesh only bone
hard and uncompromising
yet peaceful in its resolve
to break only,
never bend,
but break only
in the end

I take my leave of you
my friend

[Bombadil]

Desi,

I missed you. Good to see you posting again. Look forward to seeing more soon. Ah, incidentally there is a London, CA.

--A.S.

[desiderata]

hey, thanks. it's good to be back. couldn't face anyone for a while. am resurfacing now. like the phoenix. (i hope.) CA is that california? i wonder what london is like there. got to be less dreary than this one right now.....

[camus]

Dark,

I like the use of repitition, it works well.

Good read.

[desiderata]

thanks cam. i value your opinion.
des

[Bombadil]

Desi,

London, California...hmmm, its down in the same large valley that I live in. Its a small town of perhaps a thousand people, but has managed to be the largest drug producer in five counties... As to a dreariness contest? I don't know who would win; we haven't seen the sun in three weeks (we've lots of fog in the winter). You tell me...

--A.S.

[Thomas]

dark poem,
i liked it alot i find when i try to write a dark poem,it sometimes reflects how i feel.... only a thought. tom.

[Bombadil]

...eh?

[Thomas]

i just meant it was a good poem,i enjoyed it.. tom.

[desiderata]

thanks tom. x