I see the wasted portions
of crystal-studded lies
forming between the cracks
in your lips as you vomit
words meant to compensate
for my undulated troubles.
(Not to help, though,
as you've made morphine-smoke
clear.)
Half-gone promises are
made barely coherent with
the reinforcement of
who-went-where and
why-I-was-there's.
(But it still doesn't
matter, because as far
as I'm concerned, the last
time you tried, failed, repeat,
it didn't affect your habits.)
A contest entry
- Prompt around 20 lines by mysticstorm.
1000 points, ended July 9, 2008, 10 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Any good?
Comments
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Strong feelings of deep hurt and heartfelt pain...so sorry...very well written with strong metaphor and meaning...thank you for sharing!
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I can see the emotion in this I hope you the best of luck in the contest.
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