the pendulum sliced the air
on your final moments;
complacence is violence,
said the second hand.
tripping over dust, tipping back
liquid pessimism in a shot glass,
i'm thinking maybe i should
grow a garden of gin blossoms
and give in to the temptation of chaos.
maybe i should
give myself over
to the translucent prophecies
that oracles breathed so many years ago,
live their visions of romantic death.
maybe i should fold up the dreams and letters
and disappear into my own supernova.
Author notes
Contest Info:
#002
tinuelena
You Don't See Me
A contest entry
- Anti-Gravity Love Song by Xombii.
600 points, ended September 20, 2008, 13 entries
Bronze trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Change is the only constant.
Anyone who doesn't recognize that fact is fightng a battle that's already lost.
As this piece suggests, I'd like to disappear, too.
Unfortunately I don't have the option of going supernova. I'm more of a singularity, a black hole. I disappear inside myself a little more each day.
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This has the most fantastic imagery. If this had been my contest, you would have won.
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Wow.
I love this.
I usually read the authors notes first, just to know what option the poem is supposed to fit, but with this I didn't, and I couldn't even point out the words you used at first glance.
complacence is violence,
said the second hand.
tripping over dust, tipping back
liquid pessimism in a shot glass
Those are my favourite lines.
Thank you for entering my contest.
♥
Lish
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"complacence is violence" ... great line.
i like the implosive nature of this; the feeling that any collapse would be inward. it gives off a strong sense of loneliness, and almost a need to be that way. as if you could truly romanticize it enough to justify pulling yourself away from things. or, maybe im dead wrong. like it a lot though.
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