you took my arteries, hope
you took them out
and wrapped them around your neck
like a broken locket
I hung there on your chest
your rib cage, a cell
where other victims lay
as bronchitis in your lungs
I breathed empty air
but
you needed
a soul
and I know how to be anyone
but myself
were perfect;
like life, death and the confusion in between
A contest entry
- Prompted. [and I keep running away from you] by Never Fall in Love.
400 points, ended December 9, 2008, 12 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Shoot.
Comments
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an interesting and creative take on the pic, i like this poem, keep it flowing and good luck in the contest
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wow....freeking amazing, i love this, and all those funky cool medical terms
haha
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i will come back to this one tomorrow!
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