On the brink of insanity,
My soul cries out within a heated moment.
Anger welling up, I go berserk
First thing I think of explosion,
You on the other side of it, in bits and pieces;
Thoughts of hostility brew,
How to do you, I have many scenes rolling through my mind;
Anything from damage, to severing, beheading,
Even thought of kerosene a time or two;
Author notes
prompt: 'KILLER INSTINCT'
Love you Baby.
A contest entry
- 'killer instinct' by second-born.
600 points, ended September 14, 2007, 7 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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Damn, you take these prompts and roll with them.
Thanks for sharing, and this was a trip for sure.
Peace, Timbo..
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Deadly…the thoughts written by the poet were definitely in the mold of ‘criminal minds…’ I imagined the goriest scenes like ‘severing’ and ‘beheading’ of your poem…and I felt the chills...
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<==== Booking flight for Russia, AGAIN. Not gonna be the fuel in a kerosene fire accident, no I'm not.
Nicely and angrily written honey. Love you too...Scott
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Lovly poem. great pictures
df, 14 -
OMG
I know..I am not always very nice to you
....but KEROSINE!!!!!!!!!
Wow..what an explosion that will be
I am sending those three little guy's to cool you off a bit
Loved this explosive write
XXJeannette
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WHOA
Hope to never piss you off
Love the psyco imagery
Call an ambulence I have poetic shell shock.
Well done.
Good luck in the contest.
delila
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This is quite a sinister plot you've got
brewing in your mind girl! lol Great
work and good luck in the contest!
Jeremy0826
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