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To my lord, my god,

Upon my fingertips are children's faces, smiling
Their lips bluing as I smother them
With the breasts of nameless women
Their gasps muffled
By my silence, my ecstasy

To my friend, my lover,

My bones feel like cotton
As I collapse in a corner underneath my love for you
Naked, watching
A line of men forming at the foot of your bed
I am making love to this image

To my child, my daughter,

I smash my skull against the wall of the past
Hoping regret and shame are more powerful than science
Hoping the pain I feel is forgiveness
Hoping beer and blood and smoke
Will taste like the love I still do not deserve



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On Wednesday February 8th, 2006, xserratedsoulx (272) writes:
"hoping the pain i feel is forgivness'--i understand the feeling, but you described it better than i ever could. to hope that punishment will be enough to erase the mistake. ~lauren~


On Tuesday March 2nd, 2004, SnowQueen (64) writes:
Very amazing. I'd love to get inside your head and take a look. I often wonder what is going on in there.


On Sunday February 29th, 2004, Mistress Morbid (593) writes:
That is amazing....and thats all I can say...


On Sunday February 15th, 2004, Mute Serenade (216) writes:
"Now I know why many men have stopped and wept halfway between the loves they leave and seek, and wonder if travel leads them anywhere..." It put a smile on my face.


On Tuesday February 10th, 2004, Evil (491) writes:
this is...well, i agree with OLd SouL. it is rather heavy. and i like it A LOT._-=Evil=-_


On Thursday January 29th, 2004, capt_funguy (992) writes:
like a personal inventory - your clarity , and self awareness - incredible - you seem to embrace your truths - even the regretful ones - just great - funguy


On Thursday January 29th, 2004, Dancing_Monkey (1761) writes:
This took my breath away.. simly just perfect... M


On Thursday January 22nd, 2004, stormtalk (881) writes:
Whoa. I posted a poem called "four confessions" last night, and stumbled across this just now. I like this a lot... the metaphors are clear and powerful, this only emphasized by the structure... and your confessions are not "sins," but actual regrets.


On Wednesday January 21st, 2004, maddin foxxxy (381) writes:
This somehow reflects the truth of my past...every word just hitted me back...amazing combination of the dramas of shame and sense of change as well...


On Tuesday January 20th, 2004, Bluegoddess (61) writes:
as alwayas i love reading your work. this one especially grabbed me.. art in the form of words. love hate and regrets... ~bluegoddess~


On Wednesday April 28th, 2004, tears of decadence (222) writes:
art in the form of words i'd say.. stranger, you are a talented writer, i give props man.. nice write.. *Tears*


On Monday January 19th, 2004, diavolessa (275) writes:
'My bones made of cotton I collapse in a corner underneath my love for you' the words flow so beautifully into each other. It's haunting, like few good poetry is. Feels like it comes from a dark corner of ones spirit.. {dia}


On Monday January 12th, 2004, urbanhumility (1377) writes:
the fact that there is a confession, is the start of all healing, and all truth, through your words a better reality is being formed; once again you have spoken well and honestly..........urban


On Saturday January 10th, 2004, Aurora_Light (575) writes:
i'm at a loss for wrods i think (that or i'm not up yet) the images were powerfull and the words, well they cuased thoughs thoughts of strange thngs but thats me and i'm well nonsmart and weird too so umm yeah never mind me. nice write


On Saturday January 10th, 2004, Jonas (877) writes:
what to say? as in this circumstance i leave with beautiful impression of regrets and the never to be forgotten... i smell shame and fear... i smell lust like sex in those seven days of the moon...


On Saturday January 10th, 2004, Jonas (877) writes:
and i see it spiral down into simplicity... to quote tori: 'a tear in your hand'


On Friday January 9th, 2004, Jadedwings (356) writes:
I really like this! But Im not sure why! Notsure if I understand it!!! But Ilike the flow and "I collapse in the corner underneath my love for you" great line Ive been there before myself...good one


On Friday January 9th, 2004, OLd SouL (833) writes:
Heavy... well written without a doubt, but heavy. You have a unique way with the pen and it perplexes me. :::OLd



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