Poet Crista N. Nezhni (WV) 09/09/2009
Anecdote (Anecdoted) Reflection by Crista N. Nezhni Vanishing here with each collective breath, Do not really care if I see, but goodbye(,) Notes mean naught but sudden death, Hard-pressed amid the passion and frowning sigh, It is not in what is said, But instead initiated by what actions can portray, So whilst the future metamorphosisizesinto the past instead, There is nothing but silence left to say, Replaced by a burning desire to reinvent, Myself in the reflected manifestation of this liquor, Not convinced what these thoughts once could have meant, In the guarantees you now choose to ignore, I find myself coping in your uncouth ways, Anesthetizing vibrations stinging through my hypothetical body, As night becomes the newest of days, I contemplate ways to feel the tiniest bit free, Tangled inside the ropes of your music, Trapped in the scrabbled tingle of your emptiness, I feel a diminutive sort of lost but mostly just sick, In this anecdote of finding eternal bliss… Welcome poets, songwriters and storytellers! 09/09/2009
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