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Writing for the Lovelies by the-rath-of-dawn


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my pens
all of them
sick
      with feverish
sun dried
center console
car-
     hot
death

napkins
and receipts
and fliers
cry
(almost) silently
     fluttering
about the floor boards
and dancing
like tired whores
on the back seat

my pens
all of them
dead

I say nothing.
nothing at all.
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:iconmidnight-december:
midnight-december Featured By Owner Aug 15, 2009
freakin' hate that.
lovely poem.
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:iconoldest-boy:
oldest-boy Featured By Owner Aug 16, 2009
likewise;

thanks.
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:iconpiscesandthediamonds:
Piscesandthediamonds Featured By Owner Jul 20, 2009  Hobbyist Writer
:hug: i feel ya.
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:iconoldest-boy:
oldest-boy Featured By Owner Jul 21, 2009
thank you;
thank you.
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:iconvampireempress:
vampireempress Featured By Owner Jul 18, 2009
nice!
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:iconoldest-boy:
oldest-boy Featured By Owner Jul 21, 2009
thank you.
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:iconyouinventedme:
YouInventedMe Featured By Owner Jul 16, 2009   Writer
it's about time you got back (from the dead).
bring out your pens!
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:iconoldest-boy:
oldest-boy Featured By Owner Jul 21, 2009
bring your...
bread.
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:iconshadowedacolyte:
ShadowedAcolyte Featured By Owner Jul 16, 2009
An interesting image...but I would like to have seen it explored deeper--what does it really mean when a writer's pens are sick and dying?
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:iconoldest-boy:
oldest-boy Featured By Owner Jul 21, 2009
could mean alot'
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