watering words

A Poem by Count Humilus

the silence of me

I think too much

I think in her dreams

Less to say

More to think

Less to say

More thought

More picturing myself on the reverse side of an unwanted camera lens

More screaming for no reason

More or less I am slipping into some sort of sorts

My lips are burning

While she waters away my love

© 2010 Count Humilus

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Fabian G. Franklin

Just remember it takes sun and rain to make things grow and tears are too salty for a living thing to drink. ;o) I like your flow...hate to be on the other side of the lens...like to be behind the shutter.

Posted 13 Years Ago

Emily B

fluid and dream-like

the title is perfect

Posted 13 Years Ago

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Added on October 13, 2010
Last Updated on October 13, 2010

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Count Humilus

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My interests include: Writing things Old cameras Records Raw Fish Typewriters Bernard Tapie Anglo Concertinas Instillations Filming movies The Pacific ocean .. more..