ShopDreamUp AI ArtDreamUp
Deviation Actions
Literature Text
from behind the clouds
it looked as if the moon
was the one moving
a cosmic game
of (hide) and S E E K
I drove home from work
stopping
to drop
the letters into
the red mail beacon
(an Australia Post box)
the moon exposed
himself? herself?
-itself-
and i gazed to the
incandescence
and for a moment
winters nasty bite
numbed
as i thought of you
feeling
a
million
cries
hiding somewhere in Melbournes
V A S T N E S S
your tears were
shiny like (black) pearls
under the same August moon
in the same stellar sky
you disapeared
looking at my ciggarette
caliginating
i murmered
"funny...
i feel your presence
is mingling
and disipating
just like my
S M O K E"
your cell phone
still sits upon
the note you wrote
(an act of finality)
it said:
"I love you
G O O D B Y E"
Little Lauren
(29 kgs: 8/10/06)
left the crisp white
of hospital lights
to bask
under the lunar glow
in a haze of those pearly tears
and
15 pills maticulously saved up
alone in the cold
10 degrees feels alot less
when you are
simply skin and
B O N E
R E D
was the colour
of your blood
B L A C K
were
your tears
and now i pray
for a
B L U E
M O O N
to save you
from....yourself?
(or more realistically)
to warm your failing body
-like the sunny days
you dreamed of-
S A F E
in one (last) breath
it looked as if the moon
was the one moving
a cosmic game
of (hide) and S E E K
I drove home from work
stopping
to drop
the letters into
the red mail beacon
(an Australia Post box)
the moon exposed
himself? herself?
-itself-
and i gazed to the
incandescence
and for a moment
winters nasty bite
numbed
as i thought of you
feeling
a
million
cries
hiding somewhere in Melbournes
V A S T N E S S
your tears were
shiny like (black) pearls
under the same August moon
in the same stellar sky
you disapeared
looking at my ciggarette
caliginating
i murmered
"funny...
i feel your presence
is mingling
and disipating
just like my
S M O K E"
your cell phone
still sits upon
the note you wrote
(an act of finality)
it said:
"I love you
G O O D B Y E"
Little Lauren
(29 kgs: 8/10/06)
left the crisp white
of hospital lights
to bask
under the lunar glow
in a haze of those pearly tears
and
15 pills maticulously saved up
alone in the cold
10 degrees feels alot less
when you are
simply skin and
B O N E
R E D
was the colour
of your blood
B L A C K
were
your tears
and now i pray
for a
B L U E
M O O N
to save you
from....yourself?
(or more realistically)
to warm your failing body
-like the sunny days
you dreamed of-
S A F E
in one (last) breath
For Lauren
also
its not as long as it appears, just cos of the line spacing and stuff, bare with it if you want. if not thats cool too!
Luisa xoxo
also
its not as long as it appears, just cos of the line spacing and stuff, bare with it if you want. if not thats cool too!
Luisa xoxo
© 2006 - 2024 Innocence-Maintained
Comments66
Join the community to add your comment. Already a deviant? Log In
I really like the way you wrote this, sort of as if it were a poetic strain of thoughts (probably is) I think its interesting.