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“Can’t get right if you can’t relate…”
Is this the way you intend to reach me?
Take me out for a drive?
The language is to isolate. But where is the connection? The seed you plant fails to germinate. God only knows I’m a silly mammal. Not a vegetable. Not a mineral.
By Spray Paint Woof Woof URL on 09.25.2017
can you dig it?
By just_write on 09.25.2017
A clock ticking,
Spelling out the seconds in silence,
Our bodies being swallowed by the plush sofa,
Polar ends, feet on the fabric, eyes everywhere
It used to be filled
Lost bits of popcorn,
Suffocating blankets with a corner
Sticking out between cushions,
A hand reaching out of a chasm.
A word on deaf ears,
A little offering of self,
Sinks underneath the seat like loose change.
The stuffing exposed under frayed threads,
I don’t know a thing
By Ai URL on 09.25.2017
I really relate to those who cannot find a parking space in busy car parks because it feels as though it is a metaphor for my life. Constantly attempting to find a space and sometimes its just a small car parked where I thought there was a gap for me to park my hopes and dreams.
By K Dale on 09.25.2017
The way you explained each point with necessary details and maintained good balance between theory and practice is really commendable. Thanks a bunch for sharing.
By Rahmat Ullah Malik URL on 09.26.2017
a division of Identity Crisis, Inc.