salty skinA Poem by Count Humilus the silence of me Everything smells better today Something still sounds the same But everything just tastes like a night out A first kiss A punch in the mouth Running away Living today one last time Smeared black paint on your white wall Digging to get away Developing a landslide in my mind Things just go quiet © 2010 Count Humilus |
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Added on October 13, 2010 Last Updated on October 13, 2010 Author
Count HumilusDriftingAboutMy interests include: Writing things Old cameras Records Raw Fish Typewriters Bernard Tapie Anglo Concertinas Instillations Filming movies The Pacific ocean .. more..Writing
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