181 Nights.
Cravings of the quiet working into the nights to come.
Following this any further would be a silly game of a boy.
And his toy.
Flashed before, but now gone dull.
Kept the time, and grown too slow.
But why this hope?
Why this grip?
Just let go.
Just let it go.
All gone.
Moved.
Into something, sometime, new.
Chances and with depth.
Fewer teeth and more laughs.
See the past over there; it’s real and it’s better.
And near enough to almost touch is another.
But the shakes of now still do shudder.
Never dry hump a dream.
Following this any further would be a silly game of a boy.
And his toy.
Flashed before, but now gone dull.
Kept the time, and grown too slow.
But why this hope?
Why this grip?
Just let go.
Just let it go.
All gone.
Moved.
Into something, sometime, new.
Chances and with depth.
Fewer teeth and more laughs.
See the past over there; it’s real and it’s better.
And near enough to almost touch is another.
But the shakes of now still do shudder.
Never dry hump a dream.
posted by Rex Venom at 10:08 PM
14 Comments:
i like this. great last line.
wow u write so well Rex...
Keshi.
ah. brilliant last line. you kill me, rex.
I'm impressed. I happened across your blog the other day and just wanted to say that from the brief back-reading I've done and from today's post, I think I'll check back here often. Good luck with your writing and your ideas outside of communication...
Namaste',
J.
'Hump a dream'
dats wat i been doing all my life
i now see the futility of it all
i want to do sumting wid my life
but i just cant figure out wat
if i were a missionary
i wud preach 'REPENT AND BE SAVED'
if i were a jehadi
i wud kill a few americans and get my self a ticket to paradise
i need a reason to live
or a reason to die
i need HELP !
and will someone please tell me
wat dis transience is doing
http://imnutsincaps.blogspot.com/2005/07/eye-for-eye-will-only-make-whole.html
You amaze me. The way you twist things. The good dressed in bad, the bad dressed in sexy and the sexy left nude.
Some knack.
This IS awesome. what a great, unique way of writing you have.
thanks for visiting my blogs!
Barfly, Tom Waits and Johnnie Cash, right on.
last line rox..as so you my sexy canadian..xo
...of course--why "dry hump that dream"...
minds wrapped, wet & slick--a more true communion--the *real* thing (real being completely relative of course)... ah, yeah. so much better.
;)
Rex, See the past over there; it’s real and it’s better.
And near enough to almost touch is another. I love that line... see the past over there. Wow. It's like we distance ourselves from it, make it an object, pulling out the emotion through our mental juice squeezer. Oh, yeah, the last line was classic too, but you knew that ;-) Great work, I love this stuff!
you are an incredible writer :)
Maybe I misjudged your age.
Nice finale Rex my little friend.
Rock On....tis what you say eh.
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