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Cold, Damp Sheets

Nietzche

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'Cause I'm a man, not a boy
And there are things you can't avoid
You have to face them
When you're not prepared to face them

Perhaps there is a dripping faucet
gently announcing its presence, neglected
or perhaps this space reverberates
with the metronomic rhythms
of an unassuming silence.

Alone he drifts with improvident waves
until a rustle of probative subtlety
sends ripples through his stream of unconsciousness.

He is alert

to the peripheral shadow
passing patiently, pensively
and pausing overheard
to adumbrate a clandestine clarity.

Tonight he will face shadows and drift unwillingly.

Tomorrow he will rise quietly and breath shallowly
pausing only to acknowledge
cold, damp sheets.
 
nights of sweat, tears, fear, pain,and i think worst of all unsurity and question... theyre not easy..

ive always liked your writing Nietzche, even though you usually make me go running for the dictionary. and I like this piece probably best of all that i remember. it feels more vulnerable and real than some of your others.. at least to me. nice work.
 
i think this poem is a lot better than some of the other stuff you have posted (which is saying quite a bit because i think the other stuff is pretty good too)
 
This is the first poem I've read by you and I really enjoyed it. Full of description and emotion.
 
yeah i'm glad you bumped this -- i really enjoyed the word flow the first time i read it. even though i had to look up a bunch of words in it to get the full effect of what you were saying, lol. but i just love the way the words fall together.
 
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