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IKnowNoBox
Mar 06, 2008 ⭐ View statistics (Premium feature)

Parking in Limbo

seals wear brittle

where water drips

spread like veins

a gift of texture

to dull asphalt

 

a smeared bottle

passed around

as if sacrament

that brings spirit

to drab souls

— IKnowNoBox, Mar 06, 2008

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Region, Country: East Coast, USA

Favorite Poets: Weird Elf, Shel Silverstein, The Poet Anonymous

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IKnowNoBox

18 years 3 months ago

thank you Eric

I had one of those days when the meter seemed to run a little faster then i was able to deal with.It came and went but i wrote it down best i could glad you like it. In ink, Dabbler
Frost Smith

Frost Smith

18 years 3 months ago

IKnowNoBox...

sounds like something morrison might be proud of; its all good buddy; like looking through the eyes of a hippie on acid. Frost
weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 1 month ago

Great imagery,

and concisely evocative, but I have read it over and over and don't get that first line, cheers, Jess