Streaky embalmed skin
reeks of alcohol and hangovers with stitches covered in week old
consequences. Faked breasted delight sliding
down a whores ass looks like the anger and sadness that
covers the bottom of beer bottles and the roof of my
mouth. I fall asleep in these rivers of painkilled vomit and virile rumors
on bloodstained floors while I brace and curse the swirling colors and
vagrant vertigo that wake me up from a sober reality, thrusting nightmares in my
eyes like my very own custom propaganda.
Some fuck once said
reaction is everything, then I am nothing but a drug induced
rampage walking between twisted dreams and terror
curves hoping to find a proverbial happy covered diamond
inside a mountain of rotting human corpses. All I found was that anguish
is bullshit unless accompanied by a pint of distilled juniper flavored
spit uncapped and ready to coarse through my cocaine dried up
veins.
When the gunshot went off all I said
was
fuck
Author notes
d i g i t a l n u d i t y
A contest entry
- Emotion by Sharitti.
900 points, ended March 5, 12 entries
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Comments
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I love this. It's just so out there and to the point, and I like the straightforward phrasing even though some will be squirmish to it.
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Uniqueness of thought and use of words.
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Powerful write!
Thanks so much for entering! Best wishes always!
Write on!
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Your writing definately has a great emotion of sadness. As I read this piece I see such a vivid picture in my mind.Thank you for entering.
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