acid falls like
glittered stars
&& the parlor games we'd play
((scalding our eyes with
mascara
&& banging up the streets
under flamenco heels))
that lady's got
swollen collarbones
she's got a mask.
[that's all.]
we'd run
((fingers over
spit-shined ribcages))
&& shoot the sun
right outta the sky
with star.dust kisses
( hunger pains )
'till we mourned love
[ a nice name for a
screaming masquerade. ]
Author notes
i'm a novice...i've admired the form so and decided to try my hand at a dirtypretty piece. incubated an idea && finally got it out of the way.
A contest entry
- hey [bro/ken baby] give me your world. by makeout kid.
475 points, ended February 19, 2007, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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wow.
this was a.maz.ing.
i loved it.
very well done.
&& good luck.
♥
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Painted a picture in my mind and took me along for the ride.
Awesome movement through the piece and great atmosphere.
...Will
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