She sits, she listens for the slight hum of the refrigerated silence.
& it crawls between her fingers
it lurks beneath her skin, as if it were cancer
as if it had no care, no feeling
maybe it was the numbing, the tolling of the song inside her throat
or quite possibly the love that froze her lips together
or the candied flavor intoxicating her tongue
that slides down each bone in her body
as if she were dying that very second, that very moment
& then she peered through the keyblade hole in the wall
into a magical world that only she could color on her lined notebook paper,
she took all of her magic markers
& scribbled out every slight instance of his face.
but even magic markers can't erase the taste
the sweet, drunken feeling when we dance
when we flood eachother's eyes with the emotions that we get.
♥
Author notes
Uhm. I don't know where exactly this came from.
But... I like it.
LucyLightning
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& she falls for this kaleidoscope drunken state.
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Creative title, it really got my attention peaked and me thinkng ohh, I want to read this poem. I love these lines especially:
maybe it was the numbing, the tolling of the song inside her throat
or quite possibly the love that froze her lips together
or the candied flavor intoxicating her tongue
that slides down each bone in her body
as if she were dying that very second, that very moment
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i am too aware int he state of a hum of a fridge. that cold toxic vibration that truly says you are alone
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This is a very well done piece, I enjoyed it.
Thank you for entering and all the best in the contest.
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There are some wonderful metaphors written here. This poem flows effortlessly, as if it spilled from your thought patterns, uninterrupted. Excellent! I wish you well in the comp.
" maybe it was the numbing, the tolling of the song inside her throat
or quite possibly the love that froze her lips together"
Brilliant!
Much Love ♥
Renee
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I really like this sweetie. It's different and I love that. Your descriptions are wonderful. Thanks for entering.
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i love it ♥
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i like it too =DD
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