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Bark — Wreckling
Published: 2014-12-21 11:21:23 +0000 UTC; Views: 383; Favourites: 15; Downloads: 0
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Oh, wreckling, you with the blackened lungsMangled, stretched thin, porous
The blood you cough up should be black
But is bright red yet
The knocking on the door, dreary tunes behind
Seabound, dream-infested, waterline
Moon still shines silver through clouds
But it could be gold
Oh, wreckling, you missed your time to shine
Broken windows, concrete, rebar
Vomit tangled wires and burnt umber bricks
That could be applause
Thunderbrain misfires, elegant explosions
Stilted, hard plastic, gnawing
Ink flows from heart to fingers, makes no sense
But what ever did?
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Comments: 11
As noted below, this is one of those poems one read and goes: "I wish I had written something like this".
Fantastic!
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Thank you so much, that is quite a compliment!
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Nothing and everything ever did/does. Great piece, buddy.
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Ink flows from heart to fingers, makes no sense
But what ever did?
Lovely, the whole piece. And dead on. I wished I'd written this.
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You should put this in your gallery right nOw, Mister Man. Awesome.
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Thanks very much! I wrote it last week, hated it. Took another look today and decided to post it here just to see what you thought of it. When you say it's gallery material, I jump.
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Damn' right! Sometimes I know what I'm doing. 
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