liquor leeches suck on ending straws,
intoxication of insomnia;
lateral pills, dug deep
as souls empty from revelation
coining my words: pathetic?
A contest entry
- Five Lines, No More, No Less. by Exodus.
925 points, ended December 19, 2007, 32 entries
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There are at least two interpretations of this piece that I have thought of so far that work well, so congratulations on making a beautiful interpretative piece. I loved how the alliteration was obvious but not so much as to lose the essence of the piece. Thank you for a stunning poem.
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