pixelated grey
slams its way into my throat tissue
similar to
twisted steel encasing tired veins
you desired death,
and I just wanted you to be sure...
but ultimately rain slicked roads, and the truck driver made that decision
Author notes
Prompt[s]: Smokey Ashes
Stolen Wings
mix between these two prompts
7 lines
A contest entry
- Insane Late Night Quickie by Cyanide Dreams.
600 points, ended June 27, 7 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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Wow this is amazing. Super intense. That is such a powerful ending it just like blew me away! Very great job!
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I fucking dug it
The way you worded this was great
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damn. nice as hell with the words girl.
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Congratulations on the silver!
It's a very dramatic poem, filled to over-flowing with viscous emotion. Stark imagery show the face of someone spiralling downward, which becomes moot when fate takes his/her life into its cold, calculating hands.
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Such vivid imagery. Well done and good luck
Mariana
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hmm, very different take on the prompt. I liked this. Your emotions are done well in it and I like how you leave the reader to put in their own thoughts.. I think the last line should be separated after the comma though. Great job and good luck in the contest.
josh
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just following the rules. kept to 7 lines.
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Ah, yes. That does play into that certain aspect. Silly me
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Very deep. I like your wording.
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Wow, I love your take on the prompt; this is an awesome write!
Best of luck in the contest
♥ Maria ♥
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