Drunken Symphony
By zuzus petals
His acidic tears burn my eyes More than they burn his For he has seen nothing Whereas I have seen too much. The lethal mixture of nobilityAnd poison hemlock bloodBrought his voice trickling down my neck.He whispered his rugged vowelsLike rainwater running off barbed wire.Rusted streams of sputtering coolnessSaturated my ears, and drowned my mind.His hands rapped carelessly To the beat of the drunken symphonyLike the syncopated rhythms of GershwinAwkward seeming to his restless handsBut to me the chaos was all too familiar.Its a work in progress...if its even worth continuing...maybe it is too unorganized hmm-zuzu Written November 30th, 2001 © on Nov 30 2001 02:07 PM PST 10 • 0
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"His acidic tears burn my eyes More than they burn his For he has seen nothing Whereas I have seen too much. The lethal mixture of nobilityAnd poison hemlock bloodBrought his voice trickling down my neck.He whispered his rugged vowelsLike rainwater running off barbed wire.Rusted streams of sputtering coolnessSaturated my ears, and drowned my mind.His hands rapped carelessly To the beat of the drunken symphonyLike the syncopated rhythms of GershwinAwkward seeming to his restless handsBut to me the chaos was all too familiar.Its a work in progress...if its even worth continuing...maybe it is too unorganized hmm-zuzu..."