Open Hands (title, cover, myspace, quote)

Trauma · 08-10-2006, 09:51 PM

So Ethan (Crowquill) posted a bulletin on myspace just now and I saw that his display name was 'Closed Hands', I thought about what open hands would be like.

My hands are open
I let everything fall through
As the floor opens up
I fall too

In the sticky beer covered wood
You are stuck the exact same way
As we fall fast
More people have terrible things to say

Your salty tears get into my pockets
We don’t know what fists belong in which eyes
As we drink under the table
Cold hands engulf the varnish and lies

We pour the salt water over ourselves
And our bodies reject us
As the insides finally come out
Too many times do I care to fuss

But now I finally see how foolish I am
I let you trick the holes in me to be afraid of ending
As you fall through my shadow
The spike pit ground level is already mending

I watch you break as my faucet closes
You collide with a car
As the beer spills under your varnished table
More people file obediently into the bar

You fall much too fast
I’m not strong enough to catch your weight
As the flowers fill your grave
Cold hands are held too late

sleepy jack · 08-10-2006, 09:53 PM

Dude, I just, love it, its very (old school) underoathy, the ending was like, asiodasdauspretty.

Trauma · 08-10-2006, 09:54 PM

Thank you

Raine · 08-10-2006, 09:55 PM

I liked the fast paced idea of it all.
And I like how the last two lines tie it all in together.

And I more than love the way the title seems to be more than fitting for the piece.

sleepy jack · 08-10-2006, 09:55 PM

Okay, do you really need to quote the whole thing? Its just been bugging me for awhile to have to scroll through it twice, they know what you're talking about when you post. No need to quote it, it bugs me and i'd appreciate it if you'd just stop doing it.

Raine · 08-10-2006, 09:56 PM

Quote:

Originally Posted by Crowquill

Okay, do you really need to quote the whole thing? Its just been bugging me for awhile to have to scroll through it twice, they know what you're talking about when you post. No need to quote it, it bugs me and i'd appreciate it if you'd just stop doing it.

No i don't need to quote the whole thing.
Although there is no rule saying I can't.

08-10-2006, 09:51 PM	#1 (permalink)
Trauma snickers Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: detroit Posts: 2,194	Open Hands So Ethan (Crowquill) posted a bulletin on myspace just now and I saw that his display name was 'Closed Hands', I thought about what open hands would be like. My hands are open I let everything fall through As the floor opens up I fall too In the sticky beer covered wood You are stuck the exact same way As we fall fast More people have terrible things to say Your salty tears get into my pockets We don’t know what fists belong in which eyes As we drink under the table Cold hands engulf the varnish and lies We pour the salt water over ourselves And our bodies reject us As the insides finally come out Too many times do I care to fuss But now I finally see how foolish I am I let you trick the holes in me to be afraid of ending As you fall through my shadow The spike pit ground level is already mending I watch you break as my faucet closes You collide with a car As the beer spills under your varnished table More people file obediently into the bar You fall much too fast I’m not strong enough to catch your weight As the flowers fill your grave Cold hands are held too late __________________ A mi no me importa nada Para mi la vida es un sueño

08-10-2006, 09:54 PM	#3 (permalink)
Trauma snickers Join Date: Mar 2005 Location: detroit Posts: 2,194	Thank you __________________ A mi no me importa nada Para mi la vida es un sueño

08-10-2006, 09:55 PM	#4 (permalink)
Raine Full-Time Hellion Join Date: Nov 2004 Location: PA Posts: 1,531	I liked the fast paced idea of it all. And I like how the last two lines tie it all in together. And I more than love the way the title seems to be more than fitting for the piece. __________________ A pair of powerful spectacles has sometimes sufficed to cure a person in love. ~ Friedrich Nietzsche