The haphazardness of sanity
The non-existing vanity
Knowing you’re the one for me
And breathing every second of it
Teasing, playful mockery
Repeating idiosyncrasies
Intent, eyeing watchfully
Your face, moonlit
The touch, almost sleazy
My head pounding drowsily
Gracious kiss, thirsty
Sexually misfit
Two lovers parting rashly
Longing for you shrewdly
Until next meeting hourly
This is love, writ.














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"The haphazardness of sanity" is such a great line, it captures something i think a lot of people contemplate often. i know i do.
one of the best things i've read on DA in awhile, and very deserving of this fav.
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"...we wave the flag of freedom as we conquer and obey."
-operation ivy.
member of the ~unknown-poet-project
and ~SKA-CLUB
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"...we wave the flag of freedom as we conquer and obey."
-operation ivy.
member of the ~unknown-poet-project
and ~SKA-CLUB
Great poem.
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deconstruction of red/green lights = mist in between = and a ticket to heaven = bauhaus = rimbaud = sexual poetry = filth fills my room + mind = heart = dirty soul = random serenity = wax and wane = noise/music/life = screaming = get [10 miles] high
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I mean Terrible in a sense i was not clear. I am telling about enormous, majestic, i don´t know how to explain since i am spanish speaker by nature, and here if i say terrible it refers to something that is bigger than you.
Sorry.
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deconstruction of red/green lights = mist in between = and a ticket to heaven = bauhaus = rimbaud = sexual poetry = filth fills my room + mind = heart = dirty soul = random serenity = wax and wane = noise/music/life = screaming = get [10 miles] high
you can feel the sweetness, but in the way it is,
not making into something it is not.
your writing style is very unique and i enjoyed reading this peice.
firststanza:
"The haphazardness of sanity
The non-existing vanity
Knowing you’re the one for me
And breathing every second of it"
i really lovethe last line of it, the third line is one i see much but i haven't seen one with such transition. the flow and rhyme you have too here is what kept me going, very nice. a most pretty and peculiar decision on words. believe me that's a great thing.
secondstanza:
"Teasing, playful mockery
Repeating idiosyncrasies
Intent, eyeing watchfully
Your face, moonlit
i love this stanza--
thirdstanza:
"The touch, almost sleazy
My head pounding drowsily
Gracious kiss, thirsty
Sexually misfit"
--and how it goes into this stanza. a mix on so many feelings still based on to what all goes in, in that one single emotion. every word having the perfect edge for paper, absolutely brilliant!
"Two lovers parting rashly
Longing for you shrewdly
Until next meeting hourly
This is love, writ."
ah the ending, so perfect! this has to be my favourite stanza and the fact that it's at the end is an excellent thing. the end should always make the reader want to go through it again, certainly worked for me! i'm glad you conjured a poem that met your satisfactions.
once again a joy to read, thanks for the share.
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