Oh,
Dress me something
Deaf.
We're catching
Lace from shooting stars
In the palms of our hands
And the diamonds are
Scratching our eyes.
Comatose and
Raspberry ice-cream,
Tingling the tips of our tongues
Laughing at insincerity
And hearts are dropping
Lower,
Deeper,
Harder.
Hanging by a thread
Made of morphine.
Inducing cocoon's of
Sensuality
and
Fatality
Down the throats of
[Butterflies]
Shoving their way out
Into reality.
Endorphin slapping their
Lips
And climbing their cheeks.
Eyes are hollow
And sunken in stories
Waiting for
Happily Ever After’s to arrive
On a golden horse
And a White carriage.
Glitter chokes up lies;
Pastries mix with cast.
My teeth are gnawing on
Crushed Dreams
And sticky broken
Hearts.
[We're chewing them like gum.
We found them on the ground
Because they missed the trash can.]
Needles injecting
Car crashes into my blood
So maybe I won't
Breakdown burning
In an emotional ache.
Garden of Eden;
Lining my mind and engulfing
My thoughts.
Purple plums and
Red Apples
are transforming into
Manifestations of
Words
and Nouns.
My heart's in a shadow
And my eyes are smoked up
And my vocal chords have already
Hushed themselves out,
Screamed themselves out
[Under the impression
It would move them somewhere.
After all,
Sound waves move pretty quickly.]
Moths escape my breath
And grind with their little
Teeth made of hurt,
leaving holes in my
[...]
Pastel colors
Paint on viruses,
And aluminum foil
Covers my face in
Reflections.
I'm lost in confusion
And I didn't leave a trail of
[Anything]
To find my way back.
I think I'm stuck,
And I'm pretty sure it's not to some
[gum]
That was sticking to the ground.
Author notes
"'Venom In Our Veins'"
I used Wordbank B,
But I think I ended up using random words from some other of your word banks as well.
I'm not sure how I like this piece... It's confusing and doesn't really sound like me.
Haha,
I'm kind of like a chameleon and I like to adapt to new poets I see and like and I think maybe my writing is sort of editing itself to you but clearly I fail at it and you've got it mastered. :]
Ah well.
It's okay...
Good luck with the contest. <3
A contest entry
- Doctor Blind, my baby's drooling acid.. by AshtrayBaby.
1250 points, ended August 28, 2007, 9 entries
Gold trophy winner
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Comments
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Oh my Godddddd.
I don't care if you think you failed or whatever.
THIS WAS FUCKING BEAUTIFUL!
Seriously.
This is SOOOOO good. Really.
Omgomgomgomgomgomg.
Seriously.
And it's even better that you wrote it.
'Cause I would hate for one of my new favorite reviewers to suck at writing and then I'd get all awkward trying to comment.
But oh my Goddddd.
This is so good.
SERIOUSLY!
It's amazing.
Jeezzzz.
"[We're chewing them like gum.
We found them on the ground
Because they missed the trash can.]"
Loved that part.
Even though it wasn't the prettiest part it was raw and beautiful and had meaning and I seriously need to stop now.
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Btw,
How did you even know this was me?
Haha;
It's anonymous! -
Wow, I was definitely not expecting this kind of response.
Haha.
Well I'm glad someone likes it.
"And it's even better that you wrote it.
'Cause I would hate for one of my new favorite reviewers to suck at writing and then I'd get all awkward trying to comment."
Yeah, that would suck.
How awkward would have been to be talking about people who write really badly and why they don't realize it and then have you read my work and be like, wtf.
Hahaha.
But I'm glad you enjoyed this.
Good luck with the contest. :]
<3
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"Oh,
Dress me something
Deaf.
We're catching
Lace from shooting stars
In the palms of our hands
And the diamonds are
Scratching our eyes."
Oooh I like this, it's pretty.
Good luck in the contest! =]
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Awe, thank you very much.
<3
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