The feet transgress,
taking me to monuments of old queens.
Lovers I once feared.
Nude, the apartment feels free.
I admire my body in the full length mirror.
Behold, a Greek God has arisen again.
I can be naked in this DMZ.
I am without world.
Without fear here in my own hole.
Birds roam the skyway,
and so I fly away to my own hideaway.
Videotape sings of
sacred night.
I recede into the sunset,
knowing I shall never be touched again.
Island girls are so fragile in their lovemaking.
Are they afraid they shall shatter their god?
Dance, for the strings are pulled.
No man is an island.
Yet I am an Island. I am mere mystery.
One that cannot be solved.
Cemetery warriors are all the rage
in these lost days.
We grow senile
Congress looks to our ledgers, hoping to deny us
our claims.
So I know I will be denied.
By myself, for I cannot go out into that world alone.
I am a prisoner of the nocturnal designs.
I wish only to go out into the world.
There is nothing but ice.
Unending cold.
So the mind roams, looking for something
to cling too, to believe in.
Religious embryos grow.
Self-exile is growing.
Author notes
Prompts Up: Quote - Unknown author
I've been waiting my whole life
to go out there,
and explore the outside world
that I've always feared.
A contest entry
- Prompt You for big Points Reserves are ok....20 lines min. by Cannonsfire.
5500 points, ended December 9, 2008, 21 entries
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Comments
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Thanks. Not to bad with just writing that without to much premediated thought. I wanted to workt he delicate part of the contest in but didn't quite make it. Anyway, thanks for hosting.
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*please credit the prompt in your author's notes, thank you
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This has so many great images in it I don't think I want to pull out any one part of it. Suffice to say that it resonates with me and i thank you for entering it in the contest.
C
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