femmme fatal
Bluelighter
this is a poem by my good friend, but i love it so much, i'm gonna post it for you all to read.
Feels Like Home
I'll paint my room incarnadine
For splitting flesh is home, you see
To show the tone of open wounds
Four walls to never close on me
I'll paint my room cerulean
To match my love for the open sea
And wish to sink but never drown
Four walls to so enrapture me
I'll paint my room viridian
So i could sleep inside a tree
And slowly creep amoungst the brush
Four walls to ever comfort me
I'll paint my room as black as ink
A bit grotesque, i do agree
No one would dare to look inside
Four walls to choke and smother me
-dane mcburnie
for some reason, i just really like this poem... and he's a fabulous writer as well
aj the femme
[ 18 June 2002: Message edited by: femmme fatal ]
Feels Like Home
I'll paint my room incarnadine
For splitting flesh is home, you see
To show the tone of open wounds
Four walls to never close on me
I'll paint my room cerulean
To match my love for the open sea
And wish to sink but never drown
Four walls to so enrapture me
I'll paint my room viridian
So i could sleep inside a tree
And slowly creep amoungst the brush
Four walls to ever comfort me
I'll paint my room as black as ink
A bit grotesque, i do agree
No one would dare to look inside
Four walls to choke and smother me
-dane mcburnie
for some reason, i just really like this poem... and he's a fabulous writer as well
aj the femme
[ 18 June 2002: Message edited by: femmme fatal ]
