eeer hello…
what is there to say?
i’m fifteen, live in melbourne…
i’ve had this account for yonks, used to have some drawings up but they were shite so i deleted them.
i’ve recently added a few poems (two…), and i’d appreciate feedback seeing as they’re the first i’ve ever ‘finished’ (i hate editing things, and if i don’t finish something straight away i never do)...
and i’ve never really read any english poetry anyway, just latin and swedish (i know, i can’t believe it either)
oh, and i generally can’t stand rhyming poems (i see generally because i just read one that i adored)
oh dear i’m rambling, sorry about that.
love
down the worn trodden dusty steps something slighlty sticky on the rail, i cringe. / inside cool and dark, not menacing though – just empty and unused / down the corridor of cubicles the last fi…
i see red / as i swing higher, higher towards the sky / eyes closed, sun shining bright though fragile eyelids / that is my blood i see, illuminated by this burning star / the silvery gum leaves above…