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A Spark Of Hope

Poesia

THE GESTURE: By George Oppen The question is: how does one hold an apple Who likes apples And how does one handle Filth? The question is How does one hold something In the mind which he intends To grasp and how does the salesman Hold a bauble he int...

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12AM Dancing

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by Poetic_imbecile

by Poetic_imbecile

I have been up all

I have been doing everything and anything to try to forget about what I will have to do in 23 hours and 53 minutes

I was successful at first

Making myself busy with anything

Cleaning every surface

Making food that I won't eat

Punching walls to feel something other than sadness

As it hit 12 my sister turned on music

We both danced to these songs like drunk idiots

In the middle of one of the songs Death Of A Bachelor, I think it was, I started to cry

I would much rather be dancing like a drunk idiot with you

I hurried into my room where it seems as if millions of memories of you flood my mind

I am flooded with images

I am flooded with thoughts

I am flooded with our future

I am flooded with tears

I wish I could drown in all these floods

But I can't

I'm help up by my raft of hope

Hope that maybe I don't have to do this

Hope that i could keep it a secret

Hope that the both of us won't get hurt in the process

But that's just a spark of hope

And I am floating in an ocean