Licorice Allsorts Esplanade
September 16th 2008 04:17
You covered your eyes
I couldn't see you
Commas in the sky
What a warm ride
Open the window
It's stifling in here
The stairwell said come
With a saxophone entrance
Stars under your fingernails
Paint me gold
Paint me red
Use black sparingly
Throw out the spare blues
Lock in the jack-in-the-box
The Barbie dolls painted signs
In new shimmer gloss
'Give me money, I am pretty'
Wolves with lamb-fur lined coats
Standing on owl's heads
To get to the stars
Paint your own
When your eyes get brighter
The temple lights are glowing
Let's drink absinthe in Paris
And call into freak shows
I hear women boxers
Wear boas sewn by men
And paint their nails
With images of bugs
Perfectly incomplete
Bizarre at the uncanny café
Where coffee is a welcome sign
And your company fills my afternoon
Could you hold a sprig of blossom
Without dying from the beauty?
For every death we gain a life
Tap the sides; open flow
The page is in strips
Paper promises
Turn a leaf
I am around the corner
~lily
I couldn't see you
Commas in the sky
What a warm ride
Open the window
It's stifling in here
The stairwell said come
With a saxophone entrance
Stars under your fingernails
Paint me gold
Paint me red
Use black sparingly
Throw out the spare blues
Lock in the jack-in-the-box
The Barbie dolls painted signs
In new shimmer gloss
'Give me money, I am pretty'
Wolves with lamb-fur lined coats
Standing on owl's heads
To get to the stars
Paint your own
When your eyes get brighter
The temple lights are glowing
Let's drink absinthe in Paris
And call into freak shows
I hear women boxers
Wear boas sewn by men
And paint their nails
With images of bugs
Perfectly incomplete
Bizarre at the uncanny café
Where coffee is a welcome sign
And your company fills my afternoon
Could you hold a sprig of blossom
Without dying from the beauty?
For every death we gain a life
Tap the sides; open flow
The page is in strips
Paper promises
Turn a leaf
I am around the corner
~lily
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Comment by Kleonaptra
Kalikapsychosis
This is really beautiful. Just stunning. I so adore your journeys.
Comment by Lily
Ars Poetica
beautiful? really? this is auto writing.. just close your eyes and stream the visions to the fingers.. i wrote it a few months ago.. now my muse is in bed with the covers pulled over her head.. i try to coax her out but i don't have a lot to offer her.. the novelty of milk coffees wore off
~moi
unemployed
unused
useless? (to pay the wolves)
unfolding
Comment by Kleonaptra
Kalikapsychosis
My advice is, do not worry, enjoy each day and do whatever the hell you feel like doing....Since I got fired, its all Ive done, and I got a call for an interview tomorrow - some cold canvessing I did about a year ago! I did NOTHING!!
Its fun. But seriously, the poem is awesome.
Comment by Lily
Ars Poetica
i know i'm very bad at replying Kleo, sozzy my world is BUSY as at the mo.. are you still cold canvassing? i've done cold calling, it's not easy.. you have to pour on the charm..
since i wrote this, i am no longer unfolding and unused, yes providence dropped it in my lap after hearing me whine so much about how?? was I going to PAY THE BILLS.. so 5 days a week in temp roles - 2 days Procurement and 3 days EA'ing for a Director. and I'm hoping to impress someone enough so they will offer me a permanent job.. so there's my update for ya sweets.. so now that i'm up to my fucking eyeballs in tasks and juggling balls, i can now look forward to doing 'nothing'.. can't win eh..
i just want a 4 day a week job, that's all
love and fuzzy worms,
xo
Comment by Kleonaptra
Kalikapsychosis
I joined a promo agency yesterday, where they just sms jobs to you. No hits yet, but they reakon there will be lots of chrissie stuff....God let it be soon.