Back Seat In A Cab To Somewhere Poem by Joan Xie
Back Seat In A Cab To Somewhere
He glances at me in the mirror
razor-sharped his glance in the back mirror
He who sees me knew the naked me
He who sees me quivered a child in me
He who sees me nibbled a fruit from my youth
He who sees me dissected my prior life
He who sees me foretold my next life
He who sees me prevented me to open the door
He who sees me wrote the scripts before I was on the stage
He who sees me drew up a hot bath
He who sees me took out a pill of hallucination
He who must die with me
He who must crowd a tomb with me
His razor-sharped glance is so familiar to me
His familiar glance cuts into me like a sharp razor
I tap the glass partition
STOP PLEASE STOP
I DON'T WANT TO GO ANYMORE
LET ME DOWN HERE
STOP PLEASE STOP I DON'T WANT TO GO ANYMORE LET ME DOWN HERE impressive expression great 10++++++++++++++
brevity He who sees me knew the naked me quivered a child in me He who sees me (avoid again and again) a b c etc did u read MOMS SMILES TO MOMMY
I see you are really crazy about this poem, my friend :) It's merely a metaphor. Yes, I red yours and gave 10+.
never take a chance over long distance especially at night u know women's plight read my MOMS SMILES
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5/3/2024 4:27:09 PM # 1.0.0.1119
there is more something life something death but now there is need secrecy for security........../// beautiful expression