LilThought
03-07-2003, 03:22 PM
After much debating, I am posting this poem. I am not sure what it means. I guess I am just hurting something fierce.
It’s Midnight
i can see in the dark
crafty tigress, rapacious prowler
here in my crypt
blue moon, black midnight
eerie eyed explorer
star gazer, star stealer
rendezvous with Jack
my sleepless silhouette
i’m scared of the dusk
fearsome, fearsome folly
volcanoes erupt
and silence corrupts
melted, softened, faded faces
broken, busted whores
a rumba, a tango, a foxtrot
a dance too many
my veins liquefy on sight
like burning metal
like molten lava
like heated ice
my abyss, my chasm, my crevice
in the world
i’m not blind—i see things
no one wants to see
fake monsters, dangerous seas
the boundaries of hell
the whispers of heaven
i wish i weren’t
i wish i were
anything but me
tainted, dirty, sluttish skin
hiding under a blanket
waiting, hating, debating
whether, weather, wither
need i even be if being were
implicit
it’s when my night light fades
it’s when my sun finally runs
it’s when my shadow cries
it’s darker than dark
it’s midnight.
JLM
It’s Midnight
i can see in the dark
crafty tigress, rapacious prowler
here in my crypt
blue moon, black midnight
eerie eyed explorer
star gazer, star stealer
rendezvous with Jack
my sleepless silhouette
i’m scared of the dusk
fearsome, fearsome folly
volcanoes erupt
and silence corrupts
melted, softened, faded faces
broken, busted whores
a rumba, a tango, a foxtrot
a dance too many
my veins liquefy on sight
like burning metal
like molten lava
like heated ice
my abyss, my chasm, my crevice
in the world
i’m not blind—i see things
no one wants to see
fake monsters, dangerous seas
the boundaries of hell
the whispers of heaven
i wish i weren’t
i wish i were
anything but me
tainted, dirty, sluttish skin
hiding under a blanket
waiting, hating, debating
whether, weather, wither
need i even be if being were
implicit
it’s when my night light fades
it’s when my sun finally runs
it’s when my shadow cries
it’s darker than dark
it’s midnight.
JLM