needles
devouring technopop bright-eyed cocaine
at a nonstop pace
your dna
from the inside out--
no, outside in
as you try to collapse upon yourself
by eating skin for skin
if apples can have flesh
why can the throat not be
the scarlet apple, the red temptation
your hair falls away
to reveal a naked flaw
lying back on bleached covers
as the IV screws you
over and over and over again
your Drip is life,
keep letting it sink in
swan girl blue
cerulean and despairing
trinketless
guileless
where are you now,
who are you now
to declare yourself
as free.















Devious Comments
Really quite amazing, how you do that. <3
A good morbid poem does the body wonders, and the mind as well. Well done. c:
-A.C.
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No matter how subtle the wizard, a knife between his shoulderblades will seriously cramp his style.
-- Vlad Taltos (Writer: Steven Brust)
This entire thing is just one devastatingly beautiful blow after another. It brings you mentally to your knees in the best possible way.
Also I just have a THING for needle/IV imagery, possibly because nothing scares me more on the face of the whole damn planet. (Except for spiders, planes and clowns. ._. Write a poem about all four in one, and I guarantee ye I'll have nightmares, and love the hell out of it. xD) And ye did this really, really effectively.
I love the disjointed-ness of it all. It keeps you off-balance and off-kilter and unsure, until the words are the only thing to hold onto.
"lying back on bleached covers
as the IV screws you
over and over and over again
your Drip is life,
keep letting it sink in"
= Best words I've read all week. Keep this up, please, and thank you for sharing this with us. And for goodness' sake, don't scrap it! xD Or rather - do, if ye really feel ye want to, it's yers and yers alone, but I think it's wonderful in that horrid sort of way. <3
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ETERNALLY EPIC HAIKU: Ask Sylver! [link] WISDOM OF THE UNIVERSE AWAITS YE!
[Writing is a matter of finding the appropriate balance between dinosaurs and sodomy.] -Michael Swanwick
And I'd like to hope so.
-A.C.
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No matter how subtle the wizard, a knife between his shoulderblades will seriously cramp his style.
-- Vlad Taltos (Writer: Steven Brust)
And I hear you! 8\ I have phobias with ALL of those, dang! When I was little, I misbehaved at the circus and my father threatened to sell me to the clowns. :'x been scared of them ever snce.
I'm very pleased you liked the disjointed quality of the poem. = w = it means a lot to me.
I'm also glad those words resonated with you. Thank you for sharing your insight. I don't think I will scrap it. XD Thanks for all the compliments, I'm so flattered!
-A.C.
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No matter how subtle the wizard, a knife between his shoulderblades will seriously cramp his style.
-- Vlad Taltos (Writer: Steven Brust)
@_@ OH DEAR FORD. Sell you to clowns? Poor baby!
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ETERNALLY EPIC HAIKU: Ask Sylver! [link] WISDOM OF THE UNIVERSE AWAITS YE!
[Writing is a matter of finding the appropriate balance between dinosaurs and sodomy.] -Michael Swanwick
i think you really managed to capture the way we're all infected by modernity.
amazing.
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I wish Life was simple, like a retro pop song. I want you to want me. BAM!
I wish Life was simple. Like in a teen movie. Boy meets girl and they live in their own little world.
"I go to seek a Great Perhaps." ~ Francois Rabelais
-A.C.
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No matter how subtle the wizard, a knife between his shoulderblades will seriously cramp his style.
-- Vlad Taltos (Writer: Steven Brust)
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