Dark Poetry #5 |
Of orgies and bungee jumping |
alan a Junior Member
since 2008-07-23
Posts 17india |
The seconds preceding, had come alive, With whistles, stage fright and choreographed angst, Hidden under laces of screams’ distortions, As countdowns mimed to raise these curtains, While I hid behind actors and theatrical convulsions. Resolutions, repeated, of ages past, Faltered, forgotten, now flattered again, By memory losses and awed pauses that patronize idols, On the pedestal of things to do. And then again... who cares if I stay the same? |
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JenniferMaxwell
since 2006-09-14
Posts 2423 |
Superb write. Exellent use of metaphor and a really great read! |
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