Indie Stalker
Submitted by berri on Thu, 02/21/2008 - 5:18pm.
3 times
fate...
3 times
late...
3 times
you wait
too long
to find the destiny
you can create.
The destiny you keep hearing about,
but don't know if it's true
or safe,
or as real as your dreams.
Dreams of abstract
pictures on profile
never your own,
just of your world.
Strange and scary
Yet indifferent
and understanding.
Could you be loving?
Am I just dreaming of
your character,
and you're actually someone I know?
Come out from the shadows
of sleep,
& science will flourish.
what does the "3 times"
what does the "3 times" mean? i can relate to some of this, but the 3rd stanza--it almost invokes an image, but not quite, and maybe that's what you're going for, but it just made me kind of...unsatisfied.
Yeah, well, my poetry has
Yeah, well, my poetry has been getting a lot worse lately. I think I'm degrading.
*Berri*
everyone who really cares
everyone who really cares about their writing thinks they're getting worse and worse pretty much all the time.
thinks?
no shit! I live in a state of perpetual degradation! But yeah, softserve hit this nail right on the head. Poets who don't think they're degrading are probably stagnant. It's a good thing but it feels like a bad thing. Keep at it Berri.