skip to main | skip to sidebar

SH*it's the apocalypse..

Sunday, August 10, 2008

A Quieted Follower

I’m in your shadow
Peaking over your thoughts
But you don’t turn around
And I stare at your back
Your eyes reflect the light
So you’ll never see me
Even if I grab you by the ankles
That link us together
I can’t ever grab your heart
So I sit quietly
Sobbing in the dark.

Posted by buytheoz at 3:51 PM
Labels: poetry

No comments:

Post a Comment

Newer Post Older Post Home
Subscribe to: Post Comments (Atom)

blogroll

Subscribe To

Posts
Atom
Posts
Comments
Atom
Comments

Blog Archive

  • ►  2010 (6)
    • ►  January (6)
  • ▼  2008 (63)
    • ►  October (3)
    • ►  September (4)
    • ▼  August (21)
      • the moon looks like god's got a hangnail again
      • drowning in the dirt
      • Why does the sun never wax?
      • a life so sweet that you could regurgitate it all
      • it's more than love
      • afternoon affairs
      • the social workers are coming
      • Check-Out Time With the Receptionist
      • A Quieted Follower
      • DRUGZZZ (haha)
      • Contortion
      • For a Friend
      • Destined to Drown
      • This Hour and This minute--are my coordinates
      • Abstract Subtraction
      • with wings, i fly west.
      • fragments of an idea
      • parting to depart..
      • merry?-go-round
      • Spiraling Staircase
      • We Prefer To Be Numb
    • ►  June (5)
    • ►  May (12)
    • ►  April (11)
    • ►  March (4)
    • ►  February (2)
    • ►  January (1)

about me

My photo
buytheoz
ask beavis I get nothing but head.
View my complete profile
 

Souls Seeking Some Sort of Poetical Nirvana