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Array ( [sid] => 24303 [catid] => 1 [aid] => Mick [title] => on the road [time] => 2003-10-03 10:35:00 [hometext] => [bodytext] => you eat too fast and look unhappy
I feel guilty for being here
trapped now and no way out
nothing graceful in the sunlight
streaming through dirty windows
as if to reflect poorly on us
inflict some judgment on our faces
too lean and pale after a long winter
sleeping in barns and cold cabins
sharing clothes and toothbrushes
we were lovers once
now just cold survivors
trying to keep warm
until the summer comes
and we can get away again
never stay in one place too long
my fingernails are dirty
and your hair is too long
hanging in greasy blonde strands
falling across your pretty blue eyes
that keep blaming me
I am defenseless and defeated
because you have already found me guilty
of never loving you enough
as if that would change anything at all
and the waitress refills our coffee cups
we drink more slowly now
this second cup almost enjoyed
if only the sun wasn’t looking in on us

gmm2003
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 179 [topic] => 21 [informant] => Merry [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => Lifepoems )

on the road

Contributed by Merry on Friday, 3rd October 2003 @ 10:35:00 AM in AEST
Topic: Lifepoems

you eat too fast and look unhappy
I feel guilty for being here
trapped now and no way out
nothing graceful in the sunlight
streaming through dirty windows
as if to reflect poorly on us
inflict some judgment on our faces
too lean and pale after a long winter
sleeping in barns and cold cabins
sharing clothes and toothbrushes
we were lovers once
now just cold survivors
trying to keep warm
until the summer comes
and we can get away again
never stay in one place too long
my fingernails are dirty
and your hair is too long
hanging in greasy blonde strands
falling across your pretty blue eyes
that keep blaming me
I am defenseless and defeated
because you have already found me guilty
of never loving you enough
as if that would change anything at all
and the waitress refills our coffee cups
we drink more slowly now
this second cup almost enjoyed
if only the sun wasn’t looking in on us

gmm2003

Copyright Â© Merry ... [ 2003-10-03 10:35:00]
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Re: on the road (User Rating: 1 )
by LovingWhispers on Friday, 3rd October 2003 @ 10:58:38 AM AEST
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wow!! You really have a way.Love the last line.

Re: on the road (User Rating: 1 )
by Crow on Friday, 3rd October 2003 @ 12:57:35 PM AEST
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to me there is a raw nature in this, makes me wonder of your age. Crow.

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