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Oct 05 '02 (Updated Jan 11 '04)
The Bottom Line Another poem I originally wrote back in June, 2000 - Thanks Epinions for adding these categories!
or: sex, drugs and rock and roll
this black tab's smacking at my heart
keeping me up all night
with sweat forming on my brow
staining my shirt and
dripping down and
soaking my sheets
and mine eyes are wide with
uncontrollable excitement
it keeps me up at night
makes me crazy and mad
and I'm lying in bed
tossing and turning
staring up at the ceiling
so wide and enclosing
cracks turning into vines
that reach down for my mind as
I shout and cry to make them stop
and I see the top of my closet a million miles away --
next to the top of the door that leads out into the hall
with walls bleeding down into hardwood floors
and dusty corners
and I'm tossing and turning
and now on my side staring across
at the mirror above my dresser
so empty and so worn
I remember what I read when
you wrote to me that day
oh how I stumbled
and grasped onto
that dresser
staring out into that mirror
mine eyes fixed on mine eyes as
I fell back into my chair and
somehow crawled over and up
into my bed
my stomach reeling from the
bitter cucumber of the words
you wrote
and all the meals of
my life mix and decay
toss and turn
thrown up and
swallowed down hard
again
and oh god it just doesn't matter -
cause it all just sits unused
as i lie in my bed
so lost and alone
curled up like a helpless
baby half naked
dehydrated and
crying from behind the
caged walls of its crib
so lost and alone
and i'm aching for you baby --
You said you loved me once,
but then you left me
so lost and alone
a kaleidoscope caving in on me,
surrounding me with anger
and confusion
like a million shards of light
slicing through stained glass
windows and my mind like a church
where no freedom can be found.
Your hands they run through your hair
as you pull it back into a pony tail,
and your lips part to form the slight touch of
such a gentle smile as our eyes meet and I'm just
so glad to be with you once again.
These are the poems of a stalker.
These are the poems of a lonely man.
(c) June, 2000, Steven H. Lee
what the darkness doesn't know...
You like me, don't you?
Exponential Silences
aspiration lost
i want you to describe
An Original Motion Picture Soundtrack
reflections (3 poems)
Untitled No. 1, 2 & 3
Sara
the circus is coming to town
unacustomed emotional decay
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eight headed poems
Last Night
warm wind
a new beginning
i just wanted to let you know
sympathetic memory
Untitled No. 13
Untilted No. 14 & 15
just let
two one two and four
fists pound the air
drunk stumble and lag
love lust music
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