third man girl
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RaVeN, I admit that I was hurt last night, but in no way was it your fault; my mind simply went derelict for a moment.
Those were the loneliest words I had ever felt. They chilled me. I wonder, sometimes, if you are all gathered in a room, and I am just a shadow amongst you?
The Poet, and his bl**dy ghosts!
[btw, this poem is not an offering, merely a peace-offering
]
Thank you for inspiring it.
Feather Black
A feather floats
black, to the floor
A girl snarls
and bites
A table stretches wooden hard
along its length I writhe
And tantalise
An empty chair
Am I sitting there,
Or am I a wraith
Half-dead in life?
I curl and wend
a misery of blue through
locks of hair and
turn black to grey
with a fingertip daub
A whispered warning
of a chill bliss
I swirl on your lap
And straddle and grind
I tighten my lips and
Suck the breath
From you in a racking
Spasm
Of molten ice
Third Man Girl
RaVeN said:I was simply remarking that we could all tell when you're here even if we couldn't SEE that you're here.
Those were the loneliest words I had ever felt. They chilled me. I wonder, sometimes, if you are all gathered in a room, and I am just a shadow amongst you?
The Poet, and his bl**dy ghosts!
[btw, this poem is not an offering, merely a peace-offering

Thank you for inspiring it.
Feather Black
A feather floats
black, to the floor
A girl snarls
and bites
A table stretches wooden hard
along its length I writhe
And tantalise
An empty chair
Am I sitting there,
Or am I a wraith
Half-dead in life?
I curl and wend
a misery of blue through
locks of hair and
turn black to grey
with a fingertip daub
A whispered warning
of a chill bliss
I swirl on your lap
And straddle and grind
I tighten my lips and
Suck the breath
From you in a racking
Spasm
Of molten ice
Third Man Girl