Le Rêve (confuzed1) wrote in omega_poetry,
Le Rêve

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Written today

Daggers like hair,
green and rooted,
attempting to rip
the sky, leave it's mark
together quickly falling backward,
pressured from the wind,
while thriving on lawn soil,
growing, spreading
in office building,
dinner tables,
Humanity is but a blade
of grass

Needs A Title
on top of soft, thick
volumes of poetry,
pipe is sending whsisps of signals
from a back pant's rip.
slightly off axis,
attempting visison, clarity
instead hearing
air conditioners,
T.V.s' humming
rain drops
with only illusion
to fall on

Alright just wrote these a few minutes while outside...kinda "intoxicated" so I'm really noy the bst judge. Lemme hear ya thoughts
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