Half-Asleep
Tue, 3 Apr 2007 at 06:11pm
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Half-asleep.
Burning cancer, the smoke
floating around all of us.
Small talk.
But you have to wonder,
is there something more?
Listen close.
Can you hear us,
screaming for something else?
Time forgets.
But I don't, these ashes
are too familiar to let go.
Memories
of a crisp fall day
bittersweet nostalgia.
And I-
I remember smoke
swallowing me whole.
Unpleasant?
Not entirely, but
who am I to complain.
Half-asleep.
Surrounded by friends
we live for the moments we die.
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2007-04-03
The commendations this piece recieved in IF1 were:
0 minus votes,
1 plus votes, and
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kluny
2007-04-04
This is cool. +1.
Constructive: dall? fall.
cyanide
2007-04-04
Ahahaha, I win at typing. Thanks for pointing that one out for me. ^.^;
emilyexstacy
2007-04-07
Great peice.
Creative.