Wires
By Beeme
Sat, 18 Jun 2011
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I don't understand
how the message
gets through to
the bones in
your hands,
the blood
pulsing through
your arms,
mapping-out
the course
of survival,
'you'll be alright'
drying on the
curve of your wrist,
violet bruises
descend down
your arm,
his henna blue-prints;
afraid of
loosing control,
the numb antibiotics-
God-like in their case
of miracle cures,
looking at each day
as if it was the last.
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this was a really nice read
this was a really nice read :) great imagery a lil darker than what i would post ;p but its really lovely :) im glad writers block is going away! :D xx
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New Beeme Lovely to see your
Permalink Submitted by Cavalcader on
New Beeme
Lovely to see your writing again.
Wondered where you were. Write something
you have done a bit funny maybe help you.
Your very gifted, like reading your's and all.
Mine is always going in and out same room. and computer he got and linked all up, for me is sitting on the table connectected,and I share the damn computer, when he is off it. I get blocks to, but read other's great work's AbcTaler's on here helps.
Now he is re-tired, so different, through his health.
But plays Snooker Capt; and bowls, just goes! So I now do my things now.
Have a nice week-end. You know you can write.
Hope your well and studies.
julie xx
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I agree with all that has
Permalink Submitted by Silver Spun Sand on
I agree with all that has been said, Beeme. Your block has unblocked...so to speak, and very eloquently at that;-)
Tina xx
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