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Sep 04, 2013
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M o t o r o l a
vibratto static
windsheild thump
crushed filter tip
beneath her pump
a night of falling glass
crashing like stars
the shattered stash
fed fire nocturna
blazing in coal
rouge
smear
drip sighs
stretched
beneath
damp denim
saphire
she drinks
volumes
saturated
while the gleaming
blur
rushs past
exasparated
vinyl and river
deep
zipper claws
running
seams
like disturbed
and broken
dreams
streetcar flash
like the point
of a story
like the end
of a needle
a dangerous
sigh
hushed
in a
furious
high
About This Poem
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
Comments
Ian.T
11 years 10 months ago
Steve
I am going to try to sort out the theme's if I can as it looks like you have a few outstanding. Just a small typo first L2- Windshield..
This feels like a car crash that takes a life,
Motorola has thrown a damper on that as it is a radio or player of a good type, Then the whole thing can be a speeding car with the radio on full blast and all the pictures it brings of a girl and a heavy night out ??
Your work here has a multitude of reasons, maybe a drift of thoughts taking a helter skelter ride..
Yours Ian.T