Your pretenses are like stickers
I peel off of hopelessly scrambled Rubik's cubes.
I try to stick them back on
in more favorable patterns,
but all inevitably fall apart.
I always catch you smiling when I cry.
The acrid smell of peroxide kills
the sticky sweetness of cotton candy lipstick.
Swishing sounds of dressing rooms hint of
unfazable glints of material perfection.
I listen to your empty eyes,
wondering what happened to the symphony from yesterday.
I'm trying to console Maria as she lies on lonely rooftops
somewhere in New York City,
mourning silently
as her brothers massacre the stars.
I'm losing myself to your blunt faced honesty.
We lie together endless hours
watching the sun rise on another innocent day,
reminiscing about the freakazoid at school, who saw,
and therefore never knew
what colors and shapes could be.
Same difference.
The silent watchers of silence scream like trees
insignificant as universes.
I wish you'd lie to me more often,
because sometimes I like deception.
Tink misses simpler times. You will forget your pretty face
after I'm gone.
The scorched waters of my memory will love me hating leaving.
Gott weiss ich will kein Engel sein.
Our love letters hide away in shame,
realizing they now only speak unwanted memories.
The colored squares nearly aline,
and leave another puzzel
unsolved.
A contest entry
- Is your Writing in a Wrut? by just mercedes.
1700 points, ended December 17, 2008, 22 entries
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Comments
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sara
i love your vocabulary!!!!!!!!
but it's what i expected from you
you have a firm grasp of how to keep it flowing
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saaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaad! its sooo good! great work!!!!
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Some original imagery here and it does fit together somehow.
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awww this is so sad
it made we wanna cry actually. though if you would have broke it up into sections it would have had more of an impact. kinda like this:
Your pretenses are like stickers
I peel off of hopelessly scrambled Rubik's cubes.
I try to stick them back on
in more favorable patterns,
but all inevitably fall apart.
I always catch you smiling when I cry.
The acrid smell of peroxide kills
the sticky sweetness of cotton candy lipstick.
Swishing sounds of dressing rooms hint of
unfazable glints of material perfection.
I listen to your empty eyes,wondering what happened to the symphony from yesterday.
I'm trying to console Maria as she lies on lonely rooftops somewhere in New York City,
mourning silently as her brothers massacre the stars.
I'm losing myself to your blunt faced honesty.
We lie together in endless hours watching the sun rise on another innocent day, reminiscing about the freakazoid at school, who saw, and therefore never knew what colors and shapes could be.
Same difference.
The silent watchers of silence scream like trees
insignificant as universes. I wish you'd lie to me more often, because sometimes I like deception.
Tink misses simpler times. You will forget your pretty face after I'm gone. The scorched waters of my memory will love me hating leaving.
Gott weiss ich will kein Engel sein.
Our love letters hide away in shame,
realizing they now only speak unwanted memories.
The colored squares aline,
and leave another puzzel solved.
though these were serious my favourite lines..
I'm trying to console Maria as she lies on lonely rooftops somewhere in New York City,
mourning silently as her brothers massacre the stars.
The silent watchers of silence scream like trees
insignificant as universes.
I wish you'd lie to me more often,
because sometimes I like deception.
but all together sweetheart your poem was gorgeous.
♥Dani
p.s. i'm not saying that you should make it like this...lol its just a thought and it probably is a sucky thought. either way this is beautiful
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thanks for the suggestion. it is a lot easier to read broken up, isn't it? so glas you liked it
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Like a Rubik's cube, this poem aligned here but not there - leaving a feeling of incompleteness, a pattern not quite realised.Very effectively done; I hope you enjoyed the play, but there's something more serious that resulted. Thank you for this entry.
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