You are trainer lace barbed wire, pistons for heartbeats and methamphetamine pupils. i am organza intercostals, Io moth wings for eyes and dripping lithium.
Look at what You do to me.
Together, We are synapse fires and christmas lights flickering in tune to the traffic.
Look at the bars across my cage.
You are corrosive lips, half finished conversation and a tch shell that leaks stories through Your fingertips. i am styrofoam wrists; i am dusty skin, decaying dreams and ashen pound notes.
Look at the tally marks on your bedpost.
Together, we are black and white epitaphs for grey Supernovas and a Human mesh.
Look at what You’ve done to me...
We are the railroad designed for lyrics. You are a touch dry signature and i am the unwanted flowers between sleepers.
Look at what i’ve done to me.
Together: We could be beautiful. We could be seaside coloured houses amongst silver birch skeletons and asthma attacks.
Look, just Look at
me.
Look at what You do to me.
Together, We are synapse fires and christmas lights flickering in tune to the traffic.
Look at the bars across my cage.
You are corrosive lips, half finished conversation and a tch shell that leaks stories through Your fingertips. i am styrofoam wrists; i am dusty skin, decaying dreams and ashen pound notes.
Look at the tally marks on your bedpost.
Together, we are black and white epitaphs for grey Supernovas and a Human mesh.
Look at what You’ve done to me...
We are the railroad designed for lyrics. You are a touch dry signature and i am the unwanted flowers between sleepers.
Look at what i’ve done to me.
Together: We could be beautiful. We could be seaside coloured houses amongst silver birch skeletons and asthma attacks.
Look, just Look at
me.
Author notes
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It's been too long.
I'm going to regret this.
Sorry. I don't even know what this is. I don't how writing is abstract, I don't even know if this counts as imagery.
I tried. This is for yesterday.
A contest entry
- with the abstract in mind.. by The-Phoenix.
900 points, ended January 10, 25 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - the biggest prewrite contest ever by serenity silvermoon.
900 points, ended January 18, 362 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Fxck it.
Comments
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Woah, Lex!
This is incredible!
"Together, We are synapse fires and christmas lights flickering in tune to the traffic."
♥♥♥♥!
Babess, I love it, I love you!
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This is my personal comment for the catharsis rounds.
Upon the closing of the contest, I will comment back with a 'yes' or 'no.'
That being said, I felt this was a bit random and a bit too abstract for my tastes.
It had some pretty imagery, though I agree, the random capitalization threw me off.
I'll be back.


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hm. this is good.
I didn't like the random capitalizations.
Look at the tally marks on your bedpost.
Together, we are black and white epitaphs for grey Supernovas and a Human mesh.
pretty imagery though.
thanks for entering
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this is my favorite so far, god, you're good! the spacing was very great also in adding even another dimension to your poem!


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i like how you don't capitolize the I's but you capitolized the Y's for you.
i wrote a poem like that,
like that person is the only thing thats important,
the only thing that matters. -
"Together, We are synapse fires and christmas lights flickering in tune to the traffic."
I want to quote the whole poem.
I love it all. Every metaphor AND it's imagery, because yes this does count as such.
I want to add you as a favorite. Now.
Tell me who you are. Por favor.
"Sorry. I don't even know what this is."
It's called art sweetie. No need to be modest because this is amazing.
I love this.
I now love you. =]
dsfhjksdfjkhfj job.
They don't make words good enough to explain it.
Thank you.
~Phoenix

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Thank you.
I kinda don't like this though, but mmkay.
i'm lexi, i'm greystar-x
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