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trembling words, falling from mouths
desperate to drink the essence of life—
aching to feel the scorching elixir slide
down their throat and coat the linings of
their stomachs, implosive embalming…
desperate to drink the essence of life—
traveling from the heart outwards, leaving
organs blackened in its wake and muscles
torn and tissues stretched as escapes fall into
vanity (beauty sacrificed by juxtaposed phrases)…
traveling from the heart outwards, leaving
words unspoken and emotions left bare, experiencing
a paltry happiness and slighted love—we luxuriate in a
false sensation: joy and intrigue and hope, lies we told
ourselves to make everything okay and to ignore [the]
words unspoken and emotions left bare, experiencing
intoxicated adulation, lines blurred and eyes bloodshot
swollen shut by feigned illumination and chosen stupidity;
hungover with heads pounding, simulating a bolstered
bliss…[alcohol has nothing on love]
desperate to drink the essence of life—
aching to feel the scorching elixir slide
down their throat and coat the linings of
their stomachs, implosive embalming…
desperate to drink the essence of life—
traveling from the heart outwards, leaving
organs blackened in its wake and muscles
torn and tissues stretched as escapes fall into
vanity (beauty sacrificed by juxtaposed phrases)…
traveling from the heart outwards, leaving
words unspoken and emotions left bare, experiencing
a paltry happiness and slighted love—we luxuriate in a
false sensation: joy and intrigue and hope, lies we told
ourselves to make everything okay and to ignore [the]
words unspoken and emotions left bare, experiencing
intoxicated adulation, lines blurred and eyes bloodshot
swollen shut by feigned illumination and chosen stupidity;
hungover with heads pounding, simulating a bolstered
bliss…[alcohol has nothing on love]
Literature
Matchstick
irreplaceable yet unnecessary
leave me in your retrospect
where you found me, unwanted & with a question mark over my head
or a Matchstick, maybe
I'm the fire you started &
couldn't put out
the one you doused &
the One you'll freeze without.
Literature
Devastation
Aftershocks shook her soul for weeks.
Literature
what about him?
he cries, but no-one hears,
they shelter themselves from his pain,
they think he's a nuisance,
they ignore his cries,
He screams, but no one hears,
but they still feel his cold breath as it hits them,
they don't care, they won't embrace him,
what if i were to cry?
what if i screamed?
they would care for me,
maybe only from pity,
but that would be better than nothing,
he has nothing,
no-one to care for him,
no-one to even pity him,
no-one.
his name?
The sky
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Line Count: 21
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Well the language was well used but for me it was too verbose - I would require some thoughtful reading to properly understand the piece. I did manage to get the first stanza and it was quite well written but ahead... well it was sort of vague