this room smells of blood
and decaffeinated coffee
there are tiny ribbons
cinching my even smaller fists
my picture-perfect memory
easily translates your manipulated face
thinking back to the night we met
from wails to chills
crawling from glances
to semi-decent kisses
the roller coaster started so fast
we forgot our seat belts
oh shit
click - click
click...
dropped.
i never thought it would end
so easily like this, anyway
my head pushed against
a steel wall
imprinted with fingernail scratches.
Author notes
I think for once I wanted it short.
Dear Amanda,
options 6, 2 & 12.
A contest entry
- A cascade of magical options are flying in your face!!!!!! by AutumnsFlame.
415 points, ended June 27, 2007, 16 entries
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Comments
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OOOOooo twist ending! I love your description and wordplay here. A+ for that. You didn't really write me a note which is sad, but I enjoyed the poem. Something I think you coud do to spice it up a little would be to pick a background color that isn't boring grey. It doesn't go with the poem.
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Iteresting. Depending on the minds preconceptions, this can take you in several directions of imagery.
Very Nice!
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