when?
the change
flipped the sit of
insane
slipped the reigns
to voices
that rang
megalomaniacal
upon fore-father ears
leaving a queer
unwholesome tang
on the air
poli-sci
hedonists
turning the free
and the brave
into the paranoid
and the nepotist
squeezing off
a loaf of hard-won
metaphor
road kill
fueled by the
second extinction
of dinosaurs
the blacked
nubby corpse
of thrown-off
tire tread that
reeks of
pointless death
by mechanized
behemoth
on lonely
midnight highways
where boogeyman
giggles fill
the breath
of mental tracings
as you stare
at the road
and find yourself
facing
one gunbarrel
eye
wielded by a hand
mother insisted
you wash
before
sitting down to supper
a recognizable
mental landscape
of the masses
new synonym
invading, pillaging
defenseless thesaurus
no distinction
twixt classes
an ethereal
doomsday weapon
insanity....humanity
A contest entry
- No Pretense by JustBe.
1107 points, ended October 13, 2007, 21 entries
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Comments
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This was so abstract...My blonde brain was trying to capture the entire essence of the poem and got lost!! Some of the verses gave me a chuckle or should I say a "boogymans giggle" ha! You are a blast to read...you challenge me
~Tia
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PLEASE do not remove your entry. I do plan to give you quality commentary, and I am sorry it has taken me this long. to even say this much. This is easily the hardest contest I have judged, if you did not win, then that means only just slightly more than nothing, as far as this judge is concerned.
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