it becomes methodical
reverberating almost sweetly
psychological
are the words they try to feed me
never compulsive enough
to murder the instincts
but when losing the touch
it's easier, i think
let me disclose the secret
impose the meaning
overdose the feeling
stand upright but kneeling
i have the bad taste
got the implication
senses crowded
epidemic visitation
finally lost her
i sliced another
arm in anger
it doesn't cost her
the contact subdued now
implore me to react
face in pillow
seizure relapse
need the emptiness
of a white room
get it cleaner
the smoke is consumed
her bare skin tastes better
when the dreams come
waking to restraints
PULL OUT MY LUNG
if ghosts were present
then i'd believe them
i'm in the restings
of receivers
the very shallowness
of her faint leathers
made me suck wind
and tape myself together
i filled up second flesh
with the twitching
drove her inwards
put electric with conditions
got the machines to start up
but the blood is conductive
280 volts to the nervous
left me unproductive
then they found me sulking
against her missing retinas
i spoke nothing
but the blade held the sentiments
i lunged forward to taste her
got the best of the tugging
pushed the fists to the stomach
grasped the ribs without shrugging
felt the sting of the needle
but anecdote comes by the dozen
so the medics fell over
and i had more than needed
burned the sides with the shoulders
and restarted the breeding
pages soaked with new motive
100 watt incandescent grew dimmer
had to spark up the votive
got the fever with the shimmer
the bile spread from my dentals
but i compressed the urges
welded ligaments to handles
got the ankles to merge in
hauled up jars of my formers
broke the glass with a mallet
pulled the organs like coroners
put the limbs on a pallet
rinsed clavicle with tap water
sewed the sternum to procedure
the backward map of a slaughter
just to create a new feeder
now the silence complaining
why the nurse isn't ready
but i think she still loves me
cause i hold the hand steady
Author notes
RyanosaurusWrecks
sorry about the lack of punctuation and the such
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- A Dark/Emotional Contest by Simply Lost.
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Wow
This really was amazing. I think if you wrote in stanza form it would flow much easier however, I enjoyed this urgent form...as if it was being written at the same time it took place. Good luck. -
(: okay, you win.
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Love it.
Its so raw the feeling so real.
<3
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Congrats on the gold!!
Very well deserved, made a great read. Superbly penned, good luck in the contest with it -
Yes this one is rather grotesque I love the way you can picture what's happening and how the scene unravels infrotn of you. Love the imagery.
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A very good take on the theme. Best of wishes and good luck in my contest.
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Wow. An interesting piece...really. I like the approach you have taken, you have really given it the insane touch. Very well penned and good luck in the contest
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JUST.....WOW.....YOU'D BE ONE HELL OF AN INTERESTING SERIAL KILLER!
haha,
you really fuckin would.
I love the emotion behind this piece, the pure insanity
Thanks sooo much for entering
this is definitely an amazing write. It digs to the depths of madness and wallows in the compulsion to take a life.
FUCKIN KUDOS! ^_^
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This is very clever! I love the imagery, and the way you used a doctor to describe the mind, cutting and stitching, trying to heal, thinking they are healing! it is brilliant! This is very good!
Good luck with the contest
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