Silence slips through the corners of perception when you need it least.
Author notes
Ever wish everything would explode when your world is crashing down?
I was already thinking about this before I saw your contest, oddly enough.
Didn't take long to know exactly what I needed to let out.
A contest entry
- My Way (0 Lines) by David. Enjoy..
1100 points, ended August 3, 2008, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
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I like the word choice in this, most definitely and the alliteration there at the beginning adds a little flair aesthetically. The post script definitely allows me to set up a pre-scene for this poem and it makes it much more effective, so thanks for that.
I understand. . .wanting everything to be set ablaze and go out. . .as conspicuously as God would ever allow. . .then nothing. It's sickening. Stomach empty fists gripped so tight they feel like they're bleeding. At least that how I've felt. Sorry if this wasn't your direction. That's the beauty of spontaneity, though.
Very nice.
Thanks for the entry. -
That actually wasn't really where I was going with it... it has little to do with the attention you receive.
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Haunting. Yes. Yes I do. It takes the attention off of you.
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