she said she would save me
but for what?
she said she could break this crystal glass prison I was locked in
but why would I want to escape
this adiction of mine was an anathema to her
I couldn't understand it
not really
to me it was an offering to the gods of decline
and decline was what all great empires fell into
like ashes the fire still burned
and like fire it warmed me
kept me numbed against pain and sorrow
she said it didn't matter
but it did
to me
so really
it doesn't matter what
she said... she said
A contest entry
- Ice Cream People by Dalaney.
900 points, ended November 30, 2007, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
I'm so
Comments
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The repetition works here...and everything
in between is very well done. Thank you so
much for entering my contest.
Love, Lane
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