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posted 30 October 2004 10:24 AM
Rewrite this poem!
It's about a girl
XXIII
I walked in 15 circles
Round and round and round
Last night while I was sleeping
Starting at the church at the top of my old lane
And back round to the gypsy girl grave
I stood on the tatty grass
and jumped up and down
Shouting "Mary, Mary 1, 2, 3"
But nobody is haunting me
Yet
When I woke up my knees and wrists
Were covered in grass stains
I wanted to call you this morning
But somehow I didnt
End up doing it
What could I say? You would surely
Think I was making it up
I couldnt sleep walk that far.
I've got 24 cans of beer
And two microwave prawn curries
Sitting my fridge right now
Oh, a bachelors life for me
I'll leave a stack of dirty magazines
On the back of the toilet
Manhood is so confirmed
I'll set fire to the very clothes on my back
If its what you want
I'll let my bite my wrist
Sink your teeth in as far as you can
And drink your fill
Oh, I'd let you do all of this
I'll place you in my minds eye
If I cant see you anywhere
Else. You'll probably be
Up for a couple of hours
By the time Ive strugled out of bed
My hangover encasing me in
Depression and fatness
You'll probably be wearing a lime green skirt
And strappy tights
And a blue top
Well, I told you before I was color blind
You didnt ****ing care
I see now you are so cold
You'll probably tie back your hair
You'll probably go shopping with a friend
You might mention me once or twice
Unflatteringly
No doubt
What tied us together
Was never strong enough
To hold, when we both moved
At different frequencies
Look, Im not blaming you
Everyone has the right to the life
They want, why would it help
Having a guy like me around
Just dragging things down
I can keep joking
72 hours straight
But eventually I run out of lines
There's something else in you
I have always felt
As if I had a very meagre soul
The core of me was an emptiness
I disguise behind automatic reactions
And other people's lines
You took a blunt pen knife
And cut into my chest
Spent all night
Whittling away the skin
And sawing through my ribs
Cut to the left side of the heart
Couldnt find what you were looking for
The final rush of expectation
Just revealed another hole
That was suddenly coming out of my back
You stitched me back up alright
And replaced my flesh
With kitchen paper
Dipped in mint cordial and rum
Oh, I feel minty fresh
Alright
If you cried
I would kiss your tears
Or something
I promise I wouldnt pretend
I didnt see
I promise
I wouldnt poke out my eyes
Pour cement inside my ears
And lock myself in the trunk of your car
Lets go back in time
Look, I know what I am doing
How I betray myself
Say I dont care, then carry on so much
Say that I care, then never really be there
For you
Im not an idiot you know
Remember the BBQ I took you too
It rained most the day
And they had to set up in the conservatory
We sat in the doorway of the summer house
You looked very pretty
I could touch your hair
Just at the ends
I could kiss the side of your jaw
I could hold you and keep you safe
There's a lot of things I could protect you from
I really wish you were here right now
So I wasnt writing this ****.
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"Jesus said: If those who lead you say to you: See, the kingdom is in heaven, then the birds of the heaven will go before you; if they say to you: It is in the sea, then the fish will go before you. But the kingdom is within you, and it is outside of you. When you know yourselves, then you will be known, and you will know that you are the sons of the living Father. But if you do not know yourselves, then you are in poverty, and you are poverty" - The Gospel of Thomas
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"Do not tell lies, and do not do what you hate,
for all things are plain in the sight of Heaven. For nothing
hidden will not become manifest, and nothing covered will remain
without being uncovered."
The Gospel of Thomas
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