Sing me songs of beauty
Sir Machete,
only the walls keep leather secrets,
As I drag up pieces of memory
distant dreams, distressed and tattered
that snakes away around the sewers,
chasing the skeleton
of a riddle called life,
who are you dressed in silver moonlight?
A slow, happy smile, draws turning red.
Author notes
Prompt: 10 Step Masterpiece
I tired although It sounds weird to me, Nice challenge though 
A contest entry
- 10 Step Masterpeice ~*~ by Brooklynn Tainted.
625 points, ended January 4, 50 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Haha i think it came out really good. I like the line: "distant dreams, distressed and tattered" the best.. anyways thanks for entering and good luck.
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Thank you for the comment, I was worried it wasn't going to make sense, and some parts don't really make sense at all but oh well, its what the contest is about. Thanks for the comment you made me feel better about my write.
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