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FICTION FILM INTERESTS POETRY |
(Click here to return to main page)Read dermal ivory by Thom Stromer.Poem added 5/3/99. By Thom Stromer:MISS MISSINGThom StromerA WOMAN THAT IFEEL REAL HEAVY FORIS MISSING...NO PHONE CALL, NO MESSAGEJUST GRIEVING.
SHE DIDN'T GET TO WORK TODAY,SHE DIDN'T EVEN CALL.WE PLANNED TO GETTOGETHER YESTERDAY...SHE DIDN'T EVEN CALL.
I LEFT MESSAGES,IN POLITE SCREAMS,AND NO ONE KNEWWHERE SHE WAS.
SO I SIT NOW,IN BAD SWEATSCLUTCHING THE PHONEWHILE OUT LOUD PRAYINGSHE'S OK -OK -OKAAYYY
I JUST WANT TO HEAR HER VOICEOR HOLD HER HAND.
SOOOO VILE AND UNIMAGINABLETHE AFFLICTIONS SHEMAY BE RECEIVING.
SO...IN AN APARTMENTON THE OUTSKIRTSOF NOWHEREI REALIZE...
I'M UNHINGED,TERRIFIED,USELESS AND EXHAUSTED.HAGGARDLY IMPOTENT.IıM SIMPLYINADEQUATE.
I DON'T WANT TO SEE HERIN A HOSPITAL.I DON'T WANT TO SEE HERIN THE COFFIN.
I WANT TO SEE HERIN BLUES AND BLACKS AND PURPLESBUTTERFLY CLIPS IN HAIR,TAP DANCING THRU MY DOOR.
BUT NO SUCH LUCK,I'M JUST A FEEBLE FRAIL MANSHAKING AND RUINEDFROM RED-LOSS TERROR...Thom Stromer
copyright 4-29-99
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