not lemons
kisses are not iron,
paper not a therapist.
a breast is not clay.
lightning is not a map,
wax is not hot water,
and grease no substitute for love.
ice is not my touch.
television not the microscope;
bed not an old red toolbox.
a cell phone is not an earring.
my mind not a tootsie roll,
and time is not a chameleon
time may be a chameleon,
time is not my chameleon,
and work is not work,
and I am not quite finished.















Comments
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Nothings ever wrong, but nothings ever right. Such a cruel contradiction. I know I cross the line, its not easy to define. Im born to indecision.
-Shinedown, burning bright.
and
so
at the least
they've got you on a technicality
haha
oh and
nice work
xo!
I like
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You own my heart and more, till the end of time.
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Nothings ever wrong, but nothings ever right. Such a cruel contradiction. I know I cross the line, its not easy to define. Im born to indecision.
-Shinedown, burning bright.
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365
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365
The danger you get into with this kind of poem, though, is that it ends up as a flat-out list that gets somewhat monotonous. I think you break it just in time by picking up on the 'time is not a chameleon' line, but I think the ending strophe could be better. The unfinished work trope appears tacked-on and fairly disconnected from the rest of the poem. Judging from many of the previous items, I was expecting this to turn into a meditation on a relationship, and would very much like that to be the case, still. Maybe put it aside and see if is sprouts any other associations that might lead to a better ending.
Still, much enjoyed!
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