there’s this dream, then I’m awake.
Posted in poetry on Jul 1st, 2007
Okay, wow. forgive me if this is terrible. I just found it in some old files. Apparently I wrote it in February 2001. Let me know what you think.
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Gently slipping liberation
Sweeps over me as I
stare at the stars
Someone touches my hand
But she’s lost to me now
I’m drifting into the stars
The moon [...]
Posted in poetry on Jun 9th, 2007
Ashes fall from my cigarette.
I realize that it has started to
burn my hand.
Snuffing out the butt in an achingly
overflowing ashtray. Brought back
to the world at hand.
Lost in thought.
Pleasant memories
often hurt more than caustic ones.
I feel the fire
light the flame
cigarettes are all that’s left.
-Loki.
Posted in poetry on Jun 8th, 2007
You are my everything,
strung together like pop corn and tinsel.
“There’s no way that I miss her,”
I tell my friends all the time.
But there you are on my mind,
like everything forever
and nowhere all together.
My friends know I’m lying.
-Loki.
Posted in poetry on Jun 7th, 2007
Deep river
Turn, burn
Loose from this life.
I cannot feel my legs
and arms.
My head spins
as the bad taste
goes down the back of my throat.
But quickly
I’m dreaming in color.
-Loki.
Posted in poetry on Mar 19th, 2007
An angel walks across the streetHer fingers move through my hairbut I can’t feel her
Angels don’t exist in my worldNo god does interveneThere I am still on the streetbut no angel next to me
An angel walks across the streetHer wingtips grace the groundbut she’s just walking rain to me
-Loki.
(This was actually for a college poetry [...]
