maybe impossible (in spite of trust)
maybe impossible (in spite of trust)
by Wolfgang Nibori
you gotta feel it, revulsion at drinking a bottle of urine
memory of a needle’s sting, you gotta feel it
slide inside of you, to leave some, to take it away today
you gotta see it there, lying on the side of the highway
because no one knows your pain, no one can understand, we can’t relate to the way you hate
a spider scrambling up along your body, you gotta feel it
sick, tired, worn and shaking beneath the tent top
i can hold your hand yet i am never you
and so i never know, i gotta feel it
the last shot before you pass the fuck out
you gotta feel that
if you.. if you…
if you feel me?
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September 21st, 2008 at 9:50 am
Hey, if you ever start writing poems with a/of a political nature - subtle kinda sorta - let me know and I might be a market @ long-established site I’m relaunching to be geared more towards political arts coverage. Would love to feature your poems - paid for, naturally.
September 25th, 2008 at 7:08 am
Absolutely
I fired off an email to you!