Best/Worst Piece for Contest

BEST PIECE:

bring the rain

hiding is cold sometimes
when the shadows are his guards
and silence are the bars
behind which he holds
his subsistence

words have no more valor
when mixed with poison-
and the apple shines bright
and tastes sweet
but he has learned
its bitter in his stomach,
that's how he knows-

words are his demise;
pictures his survival,
the images of which he carries
beneath the surface of his skin
though all they are is a surface,
trapped behind glass
and the black frame
of an otherworld

innocence is his salve,
but his keepers shield that from him,
but innocence has not left
its just beneath the shell
of old wounds and rusted skin

the eyes of a child are powerful,
shining out beneath the hair
that tries to cover his vulnerability,
and little boys turn into men
but he is neither,
lost somewhere between its
intrinsic circle and blurred lines

yet he's old enough to know that
the outside is where they are,
though its him and they are not
or maybe-but his thoughts have
been ground beneath the palms
of their hands and who they are
is who he wants to be and
who they are is who he despises...

and there's grit between his teeth
and the iron taste of despair
with the murky smell of rain seeping
between the translucent lines of his skin

his bones shudder with the solitude
that's creeping up his back
'cause hiding is cold.


WORST PIECE: Your Phone Died While Talking to Me

Your phone died while talking to me
It must hate my voice quality
So I'll cry, weep, and moan
Because it's dead, your poor phone.
My birthday wish came to an end
That's why this email, I will send
To tell you that your phone is dead
So I must go and bash it's head
Then scream and run into a wall
And eat a vanilla, broccoli doll.
I'm so upset your phone died out
That's why I scream and shout
Does this make sense? I don't care
Maybe I'll play Sorry with a bear
Then the sky will sing a song
That's off-key and really long
Your phone will join in and sing
But first it must eat a chicken wing
Why does it work for the sky?
It claims it's broken, but it's a lie
Maybe it hates only me
Because I have a pet tree
Work, you phone or you'll pay
I'll tie you down and make you say
That I'm so much better than you are
'Cause I can talk in a car
la la la la la la la
Alison says, "na na na"
Goodbye, phone, you worked so well
Duh, I'm lying, can't you tell?
I think I'm going to go to bed
Because the chickens have taken my head
Darn you chickens, why'd you betray me?
When I worked so hard to make you tea
You sided with the phone, that's just wrong
But I still love you, so I'll sing your song,
"Chickens are great, it must be true!
Because if it's not, then I'll be blue!
And I can't be blue, I just hate it!
Because I know it's Alison's favorite!"
Okay I'm done, I have to go
Or my mom will steal my toes.
Jop Weft huy mlop zazy
I don't know, am I crazy?
(If you agreed, just let me say
Well...............................okay).