Obscenity
glares down a silver barrel.
Glinting, glittering
temptation.
Sweet salvation,
sweat slicked sin-
your inner turmoil,
my eager regret.
Labored breathing-
lounging death.
Pausing only for mere moments before
"Let's get down with it"
Yes, lets.
Let's run to our deaths,
run to meet it head on,
for it will surely shock
((The life out of them)).
~*~*~*~*
Author notes
Fuck.
Just fuck.
I wanna play a game of Russian Roulette.
A contest entry
- Dark, Personal, Your Past, Super Quickie, PW by DancingQueenAngi.
475 points, ended June 11, 2008, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Anything and everything by Fitz1901.
750 points, ended July 22, 2008, 59 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I would actually add the notes to the poem, make it the very ending.
I really enjoyed this poem, its presently dark, suspenseful, emotional,and deep.
and Russian roulette is such a great topic for a poem.
Great Job...thanks for entering -
Haha...I loved it...my favorite part was your Author's notes! Wonderful write too!
~Angi
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