smoke permeates in the room,
the laughter of my friends chilling
in their circle.
The lights are faded, the rest of the house
remains silent; adults absent
for this private party.
The giggling of the young girls, the smirking
of the teenage guys, my peers,
Passing this along as if it
were a piece of candy, sharing it with
everyone. Slowly losing
themselves in their small hallucinations, the
world warping around them
to escape from the problems they don't
really have, just for some slight amusement,
Puff puff pass, Puff puff
pass...
Around the circle it goes, the smoke fills
the room, my anxiety building,
the coherence of the
conversation fades, the laughter
increases with my disgust. The joint comes to me,
and I stare blankly for what seems
an eternity, a choice between life and death, right and wrong,
a choice of deific proportions,
and I slowly shake my head and mutter the word "No",
and it goes to the next person in line...
I guess I won't be your average
front page story.
Author notes
The artist of the song is Knockout Theory, the song is Melancholy. I used the chorus of the lyrics to inspire this, and here they are:
I’ll save the world, I’ll break the mold
I won’t go melancholy
I’ll steal the sun, I’ll break the glass
Defy the ordinary
Fire at will, set sights for thrill
Forget memento mori
Just count on me, ‘cause I won’t be
Your average front page story
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A contest entry
- Random Playlist Prompt by Jfd.
1000 points, ended April 11, 10 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
What did you think of the imagery?
Comments
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nice job....i thought this was going to be another poem that endorses drug use and i was pleasantly surprised....thanks for taking the time to enter
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Just say no. lol
Wow...
I really like this...because this is me...I feel this way about people doing drugs in general. O.O
Great job!

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Somehow I'm so dense the title made me wonder what this could be about. Not two lines in I realized, and felt stupid. Title fits the poem, which is maybe a little long for my taste. I think it could be pared down a more concise version. The images were clear, but the poem was needs just a little more show and little less tell.
With that said, it tackles the age old teachings of just say no, from inside the circle, inside the narrators head, but what I'd really like to hear is how the narrator gets there, the feelings of apprehension leading up to sitting in the circle.
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wow
that is really cool...ive never heard anything like it.
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Nice
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