spills and stains

spills and stains

A Poem by Count Humilus
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silence of me

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Top hat splendors

Spectacles adjusted

Rain how you are a bother

Won’t you leave the woods alone tonight?

Won’t you let this candle burn out on its own?

Someone close the door

I can feel the draft on my feet

I smell you sitting at your imaginary vanity table

Avoiding two things as they go by,

The years and myself in the background of your narcissism

I don’t where I am drowning

Or what I am seeing in the sky

But I am on the floor with my pup

Feeling alone

Obviously stoned

Frozen

Frigid

Stepping into the fireplace like a bath that is tad bit too hot

I feel my muscles relax

And the girls scream

And the fellas rush towards me

In vein

I’m already on the roof

Sitting in the rain

Singed skin and clothes

Nothing ever felt so good

 

 

 

 

 

© 2009 Count Humilus


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Oh Count ,you are driving me out of my mind ,ha ha
God how you let your mind just go at its will
and let thoughts jump one to the other like a chain
one leads to the other ,what a wonderful way
one builds on the other,image after image
image pulls at an image,words fall on words,genius
Oh god what can i say,i wonder at each word you say i swear..
Top hats splendour,spectacles adjusted,oh Rain how you bother me
just leave the woods tonight,let the candles burn,will someone close the door
i feel a draft,i smell you sitting at imaginary vanity table
avoiding things that go by,avoiding me
the years and myself in background
i am drowning,at the floor alone
stoned frozen stepping into fireplace
like a bath ,bit too hot
but i relax,girls screem
fellas rush to me in vein
already on the roof
sitting in the rain
wet skin and clothes
feels so good..feels so good
god these words are gold worth,how i loved reading them
lovely write..

Posted 15 Years Ago



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A Poem by Count Humilus