If I could choke the impulse to erect
numb monuments to the haze of weary alienation;
sore to suffer the stiff composure of a stranger clarity of this
arbitrary discord and the overwhelming shaking of my viscera-
Never again would I break the compulsion of my wandering,
intoxicated in quick descents to hit
the crux of my illumination for
youthful contemplations and the rage of my upheaval
Author notes
Option 11.
Actually, I did this a few months ago for a writing seminar.
I didn't put the word as a title, because I'd rather the poem make the effect without creating a preconception with that. Just in case though, if it was missed, the word is 'insanity'
A contest entry
- 36 Options Contest! by chasingwhiterabbits.
700 points, ended September 3, 2008, 20 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Holy crap you have a terrific vocabulary. This may be one of the best acrostics I've ever read. Good luck in the contest!
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