Crippled stomache and a weakend heart strive to be fulfilled
Crepelike skin wrinkles in agitated desire
Anticipated filling of the creaky, rusted jaw
A desperate flooding of tacky, dried lungs
A succulent breathe of fresh breezes
Inhale sweetly, those dewdrops of reality
Muscles compressed by the sweeping air
Swirling and whipping the hair around pale faces
Rosy and rustled cheeks starve for fresh air
Gasping like fish flopping around the dirt
Crippled stomache and a weakend heart strive to be fulfilled
Crepelike skin wrinkles in agitated desire
Anticipated filling of the creaky, rusted jaw
A desperate flooding of tacky, dried lungs
And end in a failed attempt at surviving.
~
Author notes
Prompt:
Compressed Air and Starvation
A contest entry
- round one; the circle continues by stargazer..
800 points, ended March 28, 2009, 24 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
