"milos" poems
Episode one
of the.. (Que name) Show
Journey into the dark magical abyss
Walking down the darkened streets
SiHell is up ahead
Stupid government ********
Water tower
Looming in front of us
Mike Myers theme rings
Guest stars
not Cooperating
"I dont aprove of this ****
Episode two
Walking and walking
Milos
is our goal
Lay down
middle of the road
CAR! Run
Knee & anckle
giving out
tumble roll
I THINK I CRUSHED MY PHONE
Takes out of pocket turn it on
It works We're good.
Zoned out
not paying attention
needs saving
Grab the back of your shirt
Yanks you to the side
scarying you three feet in the air
Dead ahead
maybe a foot away
Pepi LaPHEW
Episode three
What ever will it be?
Apr 30, 2014
Apr 30, 2014 at 3:12 PM UTC
Walking to class
Fearing all words
When I hear a toned,
bittersweet,
thoughtful word.
It calls to me,
and I answer,
following the word into a place
where the acoustics could carry
even the most sinful of sounds to Heaven
There's no one there but Aphrodite
Are we in Milos?
She stands there; atop a fountain with
water so crystal clear I can see my reflection
A reflection, so vivid, I can almost hear myself,
Speaking meaningless words that sound
Better to Hear than to Say
And I see what I could have been
Oct 27, 2017
Oct 27, 2017 at 1:21 PM UTC