Apr 14, 2012

they don't know like he does how her bottom teeth overlap at the front like boat sails / or that three moles on her thighs are the perfect example of an isosceles triangle / they don't know that when they sleep their feet fit together like bunch of bananas / or that when she traced circles in his hair it made a direct imprint on his soul / that's why they say she's not worth it / that's why he knows they are wrong.

Mar 20

Your name sits on the tip of my tongue,
Along with bitter aberrations
Of love and loathing.  
Your name  commingles in my veins,
And tips my stomach
Like a tugboat in a hurricane.
In the years I have grown,
I have been shown the difference
Between the good and the bad.
I exhausted the arms on the clock
Arranging daisies of adoration
In the souls of those who were rotten.
Even the one I thought was impeccable
Has placed me on a shelf of old seashells
And bottled ships.

ships zig-zag, leaving trails.
LA Hall
LA Hall
Nov 3, 2013

Looking at the bay,
fog blankets the lake,
ships zig-zag, leaving trails.

Zig-zag was the last word
Soumya Mishra

Zig-zag was the last word
in the picture dictionary on
the old forgotten bookshelf
of my childhood.

These roses on the flower beds,
planted a decade and a half ago -
run zig-zag like a bee on a hunt.
Much like, your love
for me.

I tend to zig zag, crawling around on all fours
Tom H K
Tom H K
Nov 29, 2012

How we get from A to B,
Says a lot about you and me.
You go straight there, no stops or detours,
I tend to zig zag, crawling around on all fours

Zig zag atoms in a compact space.
Shadeslayer v2

Zig zag atoms in a compact space.
Filled with entropy, hard to trace.
I find the position but momentum neigh.
Delta x and delta row y u no help me find my particle forlorn?

zig zag lines, my broken record
I Neptune
I Neptune
Mar 10

an unknown wreckage
zig zag lines, my broken record

caught up
good and bad
in tuned for a minute
out of sync the next
I'm in places of two

where was I?
where were you?

you in all places
every where
all around

keeping up
with the droughts
of my
dried up conversation

zig-zag, like birth -
Bridget M
Mar 20, 2010

plunging into the deep blue abyss
black darkness ensues.

try to catch your breath
as the water,

fierce as fuchsia,
pierces your skin

enter a limbo
zig-zag, like birth -

hearing is muffled
you’re nearly deaf

yet bubbles
and the rush

overwhelm you
like a monsoon;

it is infinite
like Death.

© 2010
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