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I tied my depression into the steps of winter days
Representing each brief lightening bolt in its own space
silently watching disaster ridden memories melt in front of my eyes.
and the earth's potential is untapped
and the moon is a bit dimmer
and in imaginary time, the less shorter giffate becomes blank faced.
no, my thoughts cannot be shutdown and tomorrow is down the street
finders of lost treasures help to ease pain not known
the blues comes from a tattered suit on street corners
and yes, i ransacked the sun's house looking for reasons why he always see's the bright side
and no, i could not find comfort in treats of my youth
and yes, i have wished for things to change that can't be taught
the worst is on quick, silent and cool nights i see a funeral with no one attending
a lone soul wrapped in a blue blanket sitting alone

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The following comments are for "1.57"
by Bran

Think happy thoughts
Very well said with the images, I must say.
But do cheer up! If you're lonely or depressed, you can talk to me, and I'll give you some advice and encouragement-and I won't divulge anything to the outside world. This is, after all, an authors' community, not an authors' dumping site.


( Posted by: ArsPoet2789ica [Member] On: August 6, 2006 )

I'm fine, really. I like to dig into every emotion and write about it.

( Posted by: Bran [Member] On: August 7, 2006 )

1.57. On behalf of miserable bastards everywhere
there's a searching, inquiring quality to this that I really liked. Didn't feel to me like someone wallowing in pain, but someone puzzled by it, questioning it. Finding ultimately, not answers, but inspiration.

Not to contradict Ars or anything, but on behalf of grumpy bastards on Lit and everywhere else I'd like to say that I reckon it's important to feel and to write such. If that's what's inside you and that's what spurs you on creatively at any given point, then go with it. Often writing something out is it's own remedy anyway and just because inspiration oft comes from the darker side of life doesn't mean you're chronically depressed or that the writing it inspires has no value. I think this piece is written well. The giraffe lost me a bit, I'll admit. But the first and last two lines especially were beautifully evocative. It read like a private mental monologue, an individual insight in to a theme universal. As always Bran, you've given me something to chew on. Thank you.


( Posted by: AuldMiseryGuts [Member] On: August 7, 2006 )

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