THE THOUGHTS OF EMILY JANE
By ton.car
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She’s a character in search of a story
Existing somewhere between the lines,
With a suitcase filled with dusty memories
And a head crammed with grand designs.
Who lives on the edge of misdemeanour
Like an existential innocent abroad,
Where some are lost and some are screamers
And some are never there at all.
She’s unconventionally alluring
A harlot, a sinner, a rogue,
Continually externally internalising
Dated, yet strangely in vogue.
Her eyes glow with depth and dimension
Still waters running deeply shallow,
An empty promise of promiscuity
Her presence it casts a long shadow.
For there’s a drumming noise inside her head
That throws her to the ground,
She says, “I wish you all could hear it –
It makes such an almighty sound”.
Her heart it beats like an echo
She swears she can hear it pound,
While words drip from her lips like raindrops
And fall crashing like jewels to the ground.
And yesterday upon the stair
She saw a man who wasn’t there,
He wasn’t there again today
How she wished he’d go away.
But go away he will not do
Here in the Kingdom Of The Blind,
Where we stare like statues into eternity
For things that just we cannot find.
And Emily Jane, she dreams of angels
And other senseless things,
Relies solely on the kindness of strangers
Lying shattered and broken on the wing.
Down dark corridors filled with mad shadows
In long rooms without any walls,
Where strangers in white linen topcoats
Are everything, yet nothing at all.
She says, “I’m everywhere and nowhere, baby –
That surely is where I am at”,
Caught in the grip of a hurricane
Peering darkly through the bottom of the glass.
Emily Jane says she’s venturing outside
Is going to drink her mind to death,
For she’s never more intensely herself
Than when pretending to be somebody else.
And yesterday upon the stair
Emily Jane saw a man who wasn’t there,
He wasn’t there again today
Oh, how she wished he’d go away.
But go away he will not do
While her head is his domain,
So who will give a rusted bad penny
For the thoughts of Emily Jane?
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this is intriguing, as well
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i loved wandering over the
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