Bubble Bubble
Trouble Trouble
Excitement?
A kick!
Of Life.
The ticks of my watch *tick tock*
As everything becomes a dream of ghosts
Fast a La Petite Morte, my life drips away
I wipe the sheets clean and start again.
To live
To die
In a vicious cycle.
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La Petite Morte is French for 'small death' , we all know what that means ;). Oh and I don't know French, just picked this along the way ;)
Bouncer...dint understand it....guess i am that dumb.
ReplyDelete:-(
neither did I realli.... except the last four lines which are ofcourse obvious... u broke away from ur usual tight rhyming style... :)
ReplyDeletecheers!
tht was moi above... i dont use tht blog.. signed in acceidentally... hmmm... catcha!!! tcz...
ReplyDeleteHey! I liked this one... Not sure if my reading of it was what it was meant to be...
ReplyDeleteBut then poetry lives many lives simultaneously in different interpretations. Doesn't it?
Cheers! :-)
TOT...
ReplyDeleteNay, yer just young ;)
Shimmer...
we are breaking a lot of things these days ;)
WF...
we can discuss it on email in cases ye got any doubts :) Interpretations are funny sometimes ;)
Cheers all!
N
P.S-- word to the wise, google the title ;)