Eyeliner drips like liquid sludge
sparking another round,
foggy heads tip and spill secrets
Each shot is a bandaid on a paper cut
a misty polaroid moment's ashes.
Dawn awakens,
stumble home for awkward couch colapse.
Eyes open,
slapping raw memories almost forgotten
on blistered skin.
He is still gone.
A contest entry
- Anything you wish by thepoetssoul.
1000 points, ended September 7, 2008, 14 entries
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What be your thoughts?
Comments
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This is a great poem you have written.
I like the imagery and feeling within your words.\
You describe your emotions so well.
And the ending is very good.
It's feels like their is sadness within your relief.
Thanks for the entry and best of wishes to you.
Tony
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Thank you so much!
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