world view, my eyes

by ebby

Posted to Action Poetry on 2002-09-25 20:07:00

My pen is bleeding
like i would bleed if i could obtain some grasp on realism
read more
smoke more pot
become more like yourself
be creative beyond your words
make your actions require no words to back them
make your soul stretch out to another
let it collaborate with tongues tied
the only speaking needs done with the eyes
a casual glance means more than u know strange beauty
it means my heart has reached out to u
I whisper i need u become u would like to feel the flesh of your thighs upon my hand
once unleashed i am no tentative ackward creature
I would leave u writhing
This is what it means when i glance at u in supermarket alleyways
each on our own way
how would u react if u understood all that was in my glance
caustic invisibility
reproach me for my thoughts?
or approach to seek what claims i have so outrageously claimed with a glimmer of unseen hope