Studio8 - Uniting the Arts

Stranger, you were to me in reality
Stranger I was to the touch
But it was yourse that set me free.

And yet I knew, it as gone
And yet I knew, I would long

Lingering were your looks
Lingering clouds stretched out
Beyond finger tips, I knew then that I was cooked

What the hand dare seize the fire
Tiger, Tiger?

Pull me In, pull me in
I wiggle and you just breathe
Let me, let me please

It’s a zing, just a zing
it won’t leave a sting
a markless thing.

Under the iron bridge
against brick.
I pushed a shovless thing

I wanted without knowing,
But you knew
what you were doing.

You console and confuse
I loved only you confidant
Forget me not.

the poem leaves (for me) a Rolling Stones-Jack the ripper-Borges-Kipling-Mao atmosphere but under a starry sky! I like it, thanks for sharing K&D

K&D we live in the same city! So great to see poetic talent in this fair metropolis. I dig you groove.

John

i knew then i was cooked. wild.

Const- It was around Thanksgiving when i wrote it- what can i say, i often feel as if i'm a cooked bird, more then i would like to.

John- You got to be kidding me! you live here....aghhhhh thats surreal, like two worlds combining surreal! Also P to the S- I have the hardest time maiking friends, I just moved here and it blows!

Arcadia- Under a starry sky....definetly!

shit!

Arcadia I just now remembered I was going to let my influences be known about this if their was interest and one of them is this:

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=soqoh9lTe94

Jack The Ripper- odd.
well and also this: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=A-TKqzlDy5I

very strange in deed.

first time I listen to these two songs and Morrisey!! gracias!!!!!!

again, KD,

"Pull me In, pull me in
I wiggle and you just breathe
Let me, let me please"

...i adore this verse.