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Lucy: blackout



life is so deceptive sometimes - - -

the veins of the brush
purged onto papyrus,
& obliterated every statue
carved onto the page.

she fingered the rusty filters
in her ashtray, eyes hiding behind
preoccupation.

"it used to be like automatic writing -

those angles that fell back
and kissed boundaries,
pounded into the cement

& I can't etch away much more
before the curves become welts."




Author notes

Picture from: http://s436.photobucket.com/albums/qq82/DaniNicole16/?action=view¤t=909.jpg


I know that it's a guy in the picture... but this just really got the ball rolling for a poem in this series. I hope that's okay. If not, feel free to DQ.


AN: color me silent, was x--Atelophobia--x

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  • ApollosMuse
    January 10

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    your writing gives me goosebumps...i am honestly awed by you..i wrot when i was your age but nothing like this...i still don't think i can compare to this...awesome!!