Friday, February 5, 2010

lick your lips and taste the metaphor

mid season premieres
and I came too late
to catch the plot and follow story lines
like them
I am, but never was
LOST
a pop culture reference to pin to the calendar in your mind
whisper song lyrics across the sky
drag me out of this
sore
excuse for a bed
I wonder if I'll ever sleep
unassisted or unaccompanied
push me through
this
(wanna be) writers block
I can't even tell where it stops
chest, tongue or fingertips.

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