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i.
she kissed fireflies
when they gathered by the porchlight after dark.
they never laughed when she told them i love you.
sometimes she even dared to call them her friends.
ii.
her parents told her that bugs couldn't love her.
they said "go to sleep,"
pushed her under the blankets
where she smothered.
iii.
she kisses fireflies
when they gather by the porch light after dark.
they never tell her that she's wrong.
sometimes she dares to call them her brothers.
iv.
the angels told her that bugs couldn't love her.
they said "go to sleep,"
pushed her under the clouds
where she drowned.
v.
she will kiss fireflies
when they gather by the porch light after dark.
they will never tell her that she's evil.
sometimes she will dare to call them her soul.
vi.
god told her that bugs couldn't love her.
he said "go to sleep,"
pushed her under the earth
where she burned.
vii.
she would have kissed fireflies
when they gathered by the porch light after dark,
but the flames would have been too hot
she kissed fireflies
when they gathered by the porchlight after dark.
they never laughed when she told them i love you.
sometimes she even dared to call them her friends.
ii.
her parents told her that bugs couldn't love her.
they said "go to sleep,"
pushed her under the blankets
where she smothered.
iii.
she kisses fireflies
when they gather by the porch light after dark.
they never tell her that she's wrong.
sometimes she dares to call them her brothers.
iv.
the angels told her that bugs couldn't love her.
they said "go to sleep,"
pushed her under the clouds
where she drowned.
v.
she will kiss fireflies
when they gather by the porch light after dark.
they will never tell her that she's evil.
sometimes she will dare to call them her soul.
vi.
god told her that bugs couldn't love her.
he said "go to sleep,"
pushed her under the earth
where she burned.
vii.
she would have kissed fireflies
when they gathered by the porch light after dark,
but the flames would have been too hot
and killed her wing'ed saviors.
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Dear God:
Here is a picture of us conquering Rome.
That's me in the white hat, I know you
haven't seen me in about eight years
since that time you got mad and didn't listen
since that time that you showed me and my brothers
your back
I've aged and this smile you gave
me and my knees (for bowing) are
slinking toward the ground. Those
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once.
the world was wider, once: strewn bright
and willing to a fingertip's beckoning, riddled
with roads that spilled in breathless wanders
to otherlands of reverie. i remember
the promise i made a wild changeling child
before i bade her hush and say goodnight --
i've not woken her since: she sleeps and i steal
her spun-glass dreams for my garden
of wilt, ever longing to hold
the ghost-dance that spins by their dying light.
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Bloodless
Bloodless
I married her outside Gatlinburg
Bought the farm in the spring
Soon enough bosom and belly grew heavy
Ploughland fell under water
I took off to Lauderdale, blew myself a levee
Hauled ass up the berm of mud
Found our double bed marked with cord blood
Powders and pipesmoke held my head
Encumbered me for seven years runnin'
Bloodless, these red hands done in
Came back around after having moved to Madisonville
Sunburnt and with a lung full of coal dust
I climbed through it's only window, seated myself on the sill
Kept there till the murk dungeoned me
Warmth caught behind Kentucky coffeetrees
I was the weaker of two vessels
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Yet another poem about crushed dreams. Enjoy.
Yes, I have an odd fixation with fireflies. They remind me of being a small child...
Yes, I have an odd fixation with fireflies. They remind me of being a small child...
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love it... this somehow describes what happened to me few months ago when i fell in love with the wrong person... thanks for sharing this! n.n