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.: living you :+ by ~hyperactivatedx:iconhyperactivatedx:

Categories Literature > Poetry > Human Nature > Open


[monday]
i spent all night bending my fingernails
back, and ripping them off, and painting
what’s left the summer sky colour of your
eyes. just in case i happen to lose you, and
give in to myself.

[tuesday]
i spent all day regulating my breathing,
wondering if it was perfectly synchronized with yours.
then i realized that you wouldn’t be familiar with the
concept of hysteria.

[wednesday]
i spent all hours of daylight outside under
the sun, with no protection from the heat, trying to remember
what you told me about the symptoms of heatstroke. if i hallucinate,
will i get to see you again?

[thursday]
i spent the time from dawn ‘til dusk in a bath of
your perfume, wanting to feel the burn of you on my skin, and in
my lungs. but you left the box behind the blinds on the windowsill,
and the sun had taken your scent before i had the chance.

[friday]
i spent the afternoon contemplating writing you a
letter; one that needed no reply, then i remembered that
when you left, you took my outlets with you, and i’ve forgotten
how to articulate words and put pen to paper. you took away
the strength in my right hand.

[saturday]
i spent the morning trying to re-create your smile on my
own face, (yours stretches wider; much wider,) and by lunchtime i
reminded myself of a wolf. your smile never resembled a wolf, but the
slick scarlet splats all over the sink made me think of how you used to
create the backgrounds of your paintings.

[sunday]
i spent almost twenty four painful hours tearing through the
calendars (this year, last year, the year before, the year before that,)
trying to spot the sad little x’s in the corner of the boxes which count the
months, and the sorrowful little o’s that count the years. nothing marks
the weeks days hours minutes, because there are too many of those that
have passed since you left me here.
©2009 ~hyperactivatedx
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Author's Comments

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i dont know. this is dark, but whatever.




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=iBop Jul 3, 2009, 8:57:13 AM
This is a really intresting poem, each little bit of description really made me think, the flow of descriptive words was rather transfixing (ooo big word), and i really like the idea of the different days, it gives such an ordered sense to such a wild and changing poem~<33

awesome emo stuff paoge~<3(intentional spelling error 8D...

duh...)
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~hyperactivatedx Jul 3, 2009, 9:06:45 AM
Thanks babes <333333333 very much <3333333
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~Lilsocks Jul 3, 2009, 9:22:56 AM
Ooh this is deep D:

Really well written, the discription is so dense and just packed with details (:

Love the idea of having the days of the week too :heart:

:sun: !!
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~hyperactivatedx Jul 3, 2009, 9:27:38 AM
thank you babes <33333333333
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~KreativeKimbo-x Jul 4, 2009, 2:57:24 AM
aaah. This is really sad and yes, a little dark. Good writing Paigey :)
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~hyperactivatedx Jul 4, 2009, 3:02:18 AM
thanks a lot mother ~<333

and for faving :D
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~Jess-Z Jul 7, 2009, 7:23:01 AM
It is a little dark, but tis also very very sweet and emotional.

As usual, I love it~! 8D

--
~ thats what they all say... ♫
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~hyperactivatedx Jul 7, 2009, 9:27:00 AM
thanks a lot jess ~<333
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