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TripThruUreWires · 08-16-2001, 07:20 PM

Blood vainly pumps
Through young veins
Longing for retirement,
Flowing upward,
Toward my cluttered mind
Which successfully
Obstructs the surge of life
From Transcendence,
Here I sit with a pulse,
But am I alive?
What future have I
When now ceases to exist?
And like any natural response,
I attempt to poke holes
Through the small black box
That my lethargic body inhabits . . .

Please forgive me,
I am deeply apologetic
For the space
That my inferior flesh
Wastefully consumes--
I know not where else to go,
I am far too weary
To continue the exhausting search . . .

Perhaps you might find
An ounce of humanity in assisting me
Before that fatal stroke strikes--
Oh, but please,
Don't get up
And turn the television off
(Just for my sake),
I wouldn't want you
To have to miss
The 5:00 o'clock news
And wait again
'Til it replays at 6:00!

--Brooke
(a pretty dark moment in my life you might have guessed)

The Wanderer · 08-17-2001, 12:11 AM

Henry Rollins · 08-17-2001, 12:34 AM

When I saw this I immediately without reading it went over to Dream Out Loud to see if it was there as well. Well it wasn't so I came back and read it.

It is a very good poem indeed Trip, I never comment on poems anymore, just read them and move on, but indeed something good.

~rougerum

travu2 · 08-17-2001, 02:00 AM

This is really incredible, but I'm sorry you had to go through such tough times.

foray · 08-17-2001, 02:02 AM

Well done
Hope you feel better about your world soon

foray

08-16-2001, 07:20 PM	#1
TripThruUreWires I serve MacPhisto Join Date: Dec 2000 Location: prettiest mess you've ever seen Posts: 1,135 Local Time: 04:57 AM	untitled Blood vainly pumps Through young veins Longing for retirement, Flowing upward, Toward my cluttered mind Which successfully Obstructs the surge of life From Transcendence, Here I sit with a pulse, But am I alive? What future have I When now ceases to exist? And like any natural response, I attempt to poke holes Through the small black box That my lethargic body inhabits . . . Please forgive me, I am deeply apologetic For the space That my inferior flesh Wastefully consumes-- I know not where else to go, I am far too weary To continue the exhausting search . . . Perhaps you might find An ounce of humanity in assisting me Before that fatal stroke strikes-- Oh, but please, Don't get up And turn the television off (Just for my sake), I wouldn't want you To have to miss The 5:00 o'clock news And wait again 'Til it replays at 6:00! --Brooke (a pretty dark moment in my life you might have guessed) __________________

08-17-2001, 12:11 AM	#2
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08-17-2001, 12:34 AM	#3
Henry Rollins The Fly Join Date: Feb 2001 Location: LA Posts: 82 Local Time: 08:57 PM	When I saw this I immediately without reading it went over to Dream Out Loud to see if it was there as well. Well it wasn't so I came back and read it. It is a very good poem indeed Trip, I never comment on poems anymore, just read them and move on, but indeed something good. ~rougerum

08-17-2001, 02:00 AM	#4
travu2 The Fly Join Date: Aug 2000 Location: a sea of fossils Posts: 278 Local Time: 08:57 PM	This is really incredible, but I'm sorry you had to go through such tough times.

08-17-2001, 02:02 AM	#5
foray Rock n' Roll Doggie Join Date: Nov 2000 Location: full of sound and fury Posts: 3,386 Local Time: 09:57 AM	Well done Hope you feel better about your world soon foray