by FMLe
I miss my cats and
my mom.My edges are sturdy
but inside, i crumble like
he makes me feel like a psychopath,
like I'm raw and full of sin -The sin he dips his feet in
has to be me - filthy, sparkly thing,This lingers like a spiderweb
after the spider has been killed,I dance on the roof,
it shines. Later, youYellow does nothing for me
except remind me|
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November 2008 ish
Random group of poems found in old hard drive of mine. No edits made.
Section II is strong. Like it.
I love making finds like these, something forgotten. It brings me back to where I was when I wrote it. I like Yellow most.
Strong poem. Nice work!
Consider deleting "like my heart has been squished." Stanza is stronger, IMO, without it.
I think all the parts cohere. If you decide to work with this further, see if you can get each part to have the same number of lines.