Sharp objects fall,
descending, thumping
hatreds bumping.
Stir of the night,
we let drip of what’s
right.
What is right?
A contest entry
- 20 words or less - ends tonight by sheltered.
550 points, ended November 2, 2008, 27 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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hey i wrote a poem like a month aggo and it ended with
then what is right?
awesome. :]]
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Ahahah no way! Well maybe we think alike ahah =D it was just something quick to write.
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what?
did you not get the pamphlet?
the one
with the pretty pictures of paradise?
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