Second Thoughts

by Melissa   Feb 18, 2009


I scrutinize the pith
of poetry,
teeth gnawing like a rabid dog
desperate for a mere morsel
of anything more fulfilling
than this molehill of words
that play with our thoughts
more often than not

I lay restlessly between the folds
of my poems paper
absorbing truths
no longer read by another's tongue

vacant-
with no guests to foster,
only notes to self

and yet somehow
I elude me

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  • 16 years ago

    by Lonely Rider

    //teeth gnawing like a rabid dog
    desperate for a mere morsel
    of anything more fulfilling
    than this molehill of words//

    ^^ I feel like that when I couldnt express myself in written words ... you have described the exact feeling in few words ... brilliant ...

    //I lay restlessly between the folds
    of my poems paper
    absorbing truths
    no longer read by another's tongue//

    ^^ my favorite ... loved it ... specially the first line ... I can't expalin the feeling it gave me ... so differnt and unique... well expressed ...

    beautiful write ... :)

  • 16 years ago

    by Corinne

    Excellent, visceral writing, as always. I would never pass by your writing either, Melissa!

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