Clawed Back.

[EntrenchdMentalist]

Here we play old, there we play china
dolls on the road to the mystery.
Something like life
just passed you by
to comfort a lonely dog.
Parts of me are inside of you,
the rest of you comes
from the ethernet.
If I ask you
a question can you
give me an answer
or must I
make it up
to you
for all
the times
I left you sitting unthought
above my bed
trapped inside my head
with no space to grow?
Poor undead poems of twilight's
desire for dominance.
If I work at you,
do I get better at you?
If I play at you,
do all the souls in the mirror
play badly back?
Teach me to love you,
but don't make it the same
every night time,
or there in the middle
of the floor
is the door.

 

[(Wordy)]

This is beautiful too... I believe you're in the zone (or the zone is in you). :D

 

[EntrenchdMentalist]

or must I
make it up
to you
for all
the times
I left you sitting unthought
above my bed

This is why. Because I always used to just say to myself, "I'll remember it" and then just go off to sleep. So many words were wasted. Last night, I got up and did something about it instead and it felt awesome!

 

[(Wordy)]

Write them down. Save them. Put them in your phone.

Then later on, work out what they are.

I tried relying on memory yesterday, repeating two lines to myself as I rushed to catch a train, whilst trying to avoid bumping other commuters, stealing a glance at the monitors to check I was on time, finding my ticket in my wallet, refusing a copy of MX, excusing my way through the throng...

... One line caught the train, and one got left behind.

 

[panic in paradise]

i like this alot. forgive my lack of reasons why. i am not very good at interpiting poetry. movies, music/lyrics, dreams, i am very comfortable with.

but i can relate. i like to think if you cant remember, then it is not worth remembering.

not always a wise choice.

you mentioned you like to edit through your writing to me before. some of this wanders off to me some.

if you did spend more time with this it would be a classic. i have not heard much else about this subject. and it is indeed importent, and effects probally all artists.

i like the part about the ethernet. that adds an interesting quirk orsomething to me, and it is a neat word.