Better Hotter Than Cold

Better Hotter Than Cold

A Poem by Timman724
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Better Hotter Than Cold


Sometimes it’s easier to fake being sober
Chewing her lies like a cannibal
I’m starting to choke
Here’s to the nights when I wish we were over
The bitter truth is a cannonball
One hit and it blows
Or did you notice I’m a moth in her candle
Stuck in the wax for all her friends
Just to prod and to poke
Pull off my wings and pin me up to the mantle
I’ll be the trophy she's awarded us
For being a joke


From there she’ll hypnotize and play temptations
Just a façade, she knows it burns
But my face is a stone
We’re playing chicken in the fire like strangers
Color and ring my chest like darts
You can have the first throw
How did we find our way to liking danger
Swimming in gas and just one spark
This whole moment could blow
The static seconds raise our nerves and eyebrows
Just keep your distance far from me
The wick is starting to glow


Somebody come and cut me down from gallows
Her vision sang inside my sleep
Just what I needed to hear
My choice was blocked, I couldn’t help but follow
Another trip into the rabbit hole
Is nothing to fear
A moth to fire, I swear it’s all no wonder
Don’t mean a season when they say
I’m addicted to fall
Can’t take the heat that I can’t help being under
Her stare, it crucifies
But life is better hotter than cold.

                                 --T.Vance

© 2008 Timman724


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Sometimes it’s easier to fake being sober
Chewing her lies like a cannibal
I’m starting to choke
Here’s to the nights when I wish we were over
The bitter truth is a cannonball
One hit and it blows
Or did you notice I’m a moth in her candle
Stuck in the wax for all her friends
Just to prod and to poke
Pull off my wings and pin me up to the mantle
I’ll be the trophy she's awarded us
For being a joke

Nice imagination

From there she’ll hypnotize and play temptations
Just a façade, she knows it burns
But my face is a stone
We’re playing chicken in the fire like strangers
Color and ring my chest like darts
You can have the first throw
How did we find our way to liking danger
Swimming in gas and just one spark
This whole moment could blow
The static seconds raise our nerves and eyebrows
Just keep your distance far from me
The wick is starting to glow


great creativity

Somebody come and cut me down from gallows
Her vision sang inside my sleep
Just what I needed to hear
My choice was blocked, I couldn’t help but follow
Another trip into the rabbit hole
Is nothing to fear
A moth to fire, I swear it’s all no wonder
Don’t mean a season when they say
I’m addicted to fall
Can’t take the heat that I can’t help being under
Her stare, it crucifies
But life is better hotter than cold.

nice ending give the poem its body.

Good attempt keep going ahead.


Posted 6 Years Ago



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Timman724
Timman724

Algonquin, IL



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My name is Tim Vance. I live near Algonquin Illinois and I'm an actor/writer/dj. I'm working currently on a full suspense novel which is a complex/character-driven piece I hope will wrap up soon. I al.. more..

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