i pass down judgment like a b/r/o/k/e/n heart,
{distorted} beyond recognition,
sweet corrupted and twisted to tell destructive tales of what [[never]] happened;
you’ll b u r n for it all the same
[like the gasoline-soaked nicotine tear queen that you are, gutter trash with a plastic crown.]
“the world’s a b/r/o/k/e/n bone”
so make your home amid the destruction and don’t forget your medication;
[the patient didn’t know what was wrong;; suffered from severe 20/20 and delusion deficiency;; i prescribed prozac & acid with an endorphin rush for the pain]
it was a f.l.a.w.l.e.s.s. mistake like breathing that a schoolgirl, upon entering this {{SafePlace}}, found {[fashion]} magazines and {{self-help}} brochures
and that the catalogues at the shrink's office read: “Keira tells story of stunning weight loss and how you can do it too” and “Celebrity pregnancies: affecting teenage worshippers? of course not”
[but tales of t.r.a.g.e.d.y. and ads for zoloft await me between glossy pages; the world's a perfect glitter imperfection]
;;
{i am the broken bone}
{distorted} beyond recognition,
sweet corrupted and twisted to tell destructive tales of what [[never]] happened;
you’ll b u r n for it all the same
[like the gasoline-soaked nicotine tear queen that you are, gutter trash with a plastic crown.]
“the world’s a b/r/o/k/e/n bone”
so make your home amid the destruction and don’t forget your medication;
[the patient didn’t know what was wrong;; suffered from severe 20/20 and delusion deficiency;; i prescribed prozac & acid with an endorphin rush for the pain]
it was a f.l.a.w.l.e.s.s. mistake like breathing that a schoolgirl, upon entering this {{SafePlace}}, found {[fashion]} magazines and {{self-help}} brochures
and that the catalogues at the shrink's office read: “Keira tells story of stunning weight loss and how you can do it too” and “Celebrity pregnancies: affecting teenage worshippers? of course not”
[but tales of t.r.a.g.e.d.y. and ads for zoloft await me between glossy pages; the world's a perfect glitter imperfection]
;;
{i am the broken bone}
Author notes
"I know the world's a broken bone, but melt your headaches, call it home." ~Panic at the Disco, "Northern Downpour"
A contest entry
- ::>Dirty Pretty by Nicotine Eyes.
300 points, ended April 28, 2008, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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great
i loved it -
Wow. You are talented. By far. I never could get into dirrty pretty, or got the chance to understand it, but
you changed that. This was awesome. My favorite part had to be the first stanza. And furthermore, all I can say is keep it up.
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I like the rawness (is that a word?) of this. especially "gutter trash with a plastic crown.]" grabbed my attention and held it. great write

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Hmm, reminds me of me...
NiCe By ThE WaY.


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Wow, this held my attention from start to end and it a terrific write! You are a very talented writer and I hope you never stop writing! Great write!
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loved it bunches
vanna -
i L.O.V.E dirty pretty poems!!
This one is awesome! the lines
"[but tales of t.r.a.g.e.d.y. and ads for zoloft await me between glossy pages; the world's a perfect glitter imperfection]"
really spoke to me.

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ok...
I usually hate dirty pretty,but overall...this was a nice write!!! -
[like the gasoline-soaked nicotine tear queen that you are, gutter trash with a plastic crown.]
That line was like..BAM my favorite. Nice job, thanks for entering
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I just clicked the "bookmark" button.
this is great, wow I really liked it.


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very well written
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