August 23, 2010

Collaborative poem

My heart beats like smoke:
thin-armed prescience inside my chest
more of nonbeing, more
than threaded sorrow and fluid chambers
manifestation of emptiness, sing saccharine love songs
to blank-faced old men
wearing paper-airplane folded souls underneath,
hidden under fading footsteps.

I love this poem so much. It turned out incredibly well, so thank you to Holly, Q, Maxie Steer, Julia, Erin, and geekspawngirl for participating!

I'm organizing a post of Orlando pictures, so definitely stay tuned for that! We had so many fabulous experiences while on vacation, and I can't wait to share them with you through our photos!

4 comments:

Jessie Carty said...

that is great! i especially love the paper-airplane line :)

geekspawngirl said...

I love this kind of thing :) It turned out really cool and was a ton of fun.

And heh thanks Jessie.

faithfullyme said...

I love this kind of thing :) It turned out really cool and was a ton of fun.

And heh thanks Jessie.

faithfullyme said...

ugh sorry for the double post.