Massa Peccati

[joesnuff]

Massa Peccati

Miss pessimist gave me some credit
So I tried to fool the devil one night
But it was like all my science died
Passed out on the gate of the Kremlin

When you wrote me your love, sent it
How much did I pay for peace of mind?
How much would a house be like God made?

These days

I'm changing from bones to precious stone
I got nothing, deserve nothing, but sold it all
Chained to no other, the sweetest of private gains
New attractions turn faster than that old life

Remember when it felt like summer? Standing on the corner
All cherry and smiles as trains collide
Like when day hits the night

[luceluna]

Remember when it felt like summer? Standing on the corner
All cherry and smiles as trains collide
Like when day hits the night

that is fucking incredible. wow.

[dirtgirl]

When you wrote me your love, sent it
How much did I pay for peace of mind?
How much would a house be like God made?

i totally get this.

beautiful painful poem.

[joesnuff]

thanks luce and dirtgirl. i think i've been getting better with my use of imagery. but, with a couple of exceptions, i unavoidably keep going back to the same damn cliched structures and forms. of types of phrases, transitions, overuse of conjunctions and prepositions, etc. i really feel limited in that field. i don't like to read what i write because its gotten so predictable to me lol.

j