the beautiful empty spaces

[The Wanderer]

"lift"

the beautiful empty spaces in you
vacated like ivory flesh in the dark
between the glowing fish
and their swimming pull
particles in your scales
scattered as you rip apart
trying to be the ice on the water
submerging colours in white
you flip like a fish out of air
and the water smells fresh
and the air feels like a brick
each time you raise your lips to kiss
a world you were not meant to embrace
and you swallow your self-pithy

throw these diamond stars into the fire
push yourself thru the dead weight air
and the waves punish the calm
the peace of your heart+soul is floating off
somewhere above or below you lunge for the flooding
potions wash you over the edge of the drain
hurting more or less than any lingering gleam of hope
and what's left is a beautiful ocean of empty space
swim... in the beautiful empty spaces

out of air
somebody throw me
push me
back out of the water


[This message has been edited by The Wanderer (edited 07-24-2001).]

 

[zooropamanda]

Originally posted by The Wanderer:
hurting more or less than any lingering gleam of hope
and what's left is a beautiful ocean of empty space
swim... in the beautiful empty spaces

I always try and find a differnt way to say how this one is great to the last time I said it, but I always come up short.So Im not going to say it, you know anyway.

 

[BabyGrace]

the lines Manda quoted..

I have the same problem but I think you know how much I appreciate your thoughts