What sounds did you hear and how did these sounds create an image for you?
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He’s lying there asleep.
I told him he could
that I didn’t mind.
cocoon, metamorphisis and butterfly
He was sleepy
and he had after all gotten up
in the darkest hour of the night’s tired regime
because I had had some silly bad dream.
in my own darkness
He’s wearing that soft dark blue
shirt of his that I seem to like so much.
He looks so good in blue.
i’ve spent my whole life in the dark and then i was thrust into the light
He’s lying there asleep.
His body precariously thin left room
for two, room for me too.
interphase, prophase and metaphase
Not even an arm’s reach away,
he sleeps better than me,
falling away from this daylit decor;
his soft breathing turning into a light snore.
(doors closing)
Your skin looks different when you’re under fluorescent light
but you seem the same and I don’t know why
but you always see right through me and
(doors closing)
He’s wearing that soft dark blue
shirt of his with its long sleeves.
He looks so good in blue.
I can only make like the dying baby dinosaur sound..
(lafont palaza)
Last night I had had some silly bad dream.
All I had to say was
“Could you come down here for a moment...please”
well alright alright all right, okay
don’t know why i was so scared
scared by how scared i was
scared he wouldn’t care.
i hadn’t even said please and he was right away there.
(lafont palaza transfer section
to the yellow and green lines on the upper level
doors on the left)
I’m analyzing it too much you know.
and though i know you care you were careless
it hurt because you always had so gently treated me
you thought you might could be
good to you and good to me as friends best.
i’ve only ever wanted for your happiness.
It was either that or tic tac toe and I picked tic tac toe.
This is great it was really great to see you again..
like what do you want from me?
he was wearing that dark cotton blue
shirt of his that’s hardly remarkable.
he looks so good in blue.
I don’t know what else to say.
he’s lying there, even in his sleep he’s still right there.
Gently Pasteurized
He’s lying there asleep.
I told him he could
that I didn’t mind.
cocoon, metamorphisis and butterfly
He was sleepy
and he had after all gotten up
in the darkest hour of the night’s tired regime
because I had had some silly bad dream.
in my own darkness
He’s wearing that soft dark blue
shirt of his that I seem to like so much.
He looks so good in blue.
i’ve spent my whole life in the dark and then i was thrust into the light
He’s lying there asleep.
His body precariously thin left room
for two, room for me too.
interphase, prophase and metaphase
Not even an arm’s reach away,
he sleeps better than me,
falling away from this daylit decor;
his soft breathing turning into a light snore.
(doors closing)
Your skin looks different when you’re under fluorescent light
but you seem the same and I don’t know why
but you always see right through me and
(doors closing)
He’s wearing that soft dark blue
shirt of his with its long sleeves.
He looks so good in blue.
I can only make like the dying baby dinosaur sound..
(lafont palaza)
Last night I had had some silly bad dream.
All I had to say was
“Could you come down here for a moment...please”
well alright alright all right, okay
don’t know why i was so scared
scared by how scared i was
scared he wouldn’t care.
i hadn’t even said please and he was right away there.
(lafont palaza transfer section
to the yellow and green lines on the upper level
doors on the left)
I’m analyzing it too much you know.
and though i know you care you were careless
it hurt because you always had so gently treated me
you thought you might could be
good to you and good to me as friends best.
i’ve only ever wanted for your happiness.
It was either that or tic tac toe and I picked tic tac toe.
This is great it was really great to see you again..
like what do you want from me?
he was wearing that dark cotton blue
shirt of his that’s hardly remarkable.
he looks so good in blue.
I don’t know what else to say.
he’s lying there, even in his sleep he’s still right there.
I think this poem is about someone who loves someone else, because the poet is talking about the good things about him and how he looks.
ReplyDeleteIt sound sad becouse of the background and only one mayn coice.
ReplyDeletei heard her saying he's lying there. i saw the image perfectly.
ReplyDeletei thought it was a good poem
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