Firstly, your
Hesitant hands
Sunk me.
--
I see my lights leading forth,
Dotted, etheric.
The darks
Cling, cling, cling.
posted by Emma @ 1:45 am
Inkspot
To be read in Sexpot Tones
Saturday, January 31, 2009
Hesitant hands
Sunk me.
--
I see my lights leading forth,
Dotted, etheric.
The darks
Cling, cling, cling.
2 Comments:
Fuck, Em. These snippets of poetry are really damn good. You weren't kidding about the inspiration, huh.
Thanks, Jes! *grin* Yeah, it really seems to be pouring out of me at the moment.
I'm going to send some around to random journals and such today.
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