Open Poetry #46 |
drawing |
ken206573 Member
since 2008-10-14
Posts 487 |
I was lying on the dusty floor, breathing dust, air, and silences. My left hand holding up my body, while my right draw a bunny and a completed bird. I looked at my picture, thinking it needs something but couldn't think of a thing. Within a second my hand with a mind of it's own, took hold of the pencil and drew lines and scribbles across the picture. It went through the eyes, slashed through the bird's wings turning it all into the Dark. It coiled around their necks like a snake. Going to the right, left, up and down, until my hand went numb. I looked at the picture that harbored a dark presence with evil, pain, and gloomy eyes. Baring fangs and claws that engulfed the picture. As I lay on a dusty wooden floor, breathing, dust, air, and my tearful cries as I stare within myself. |
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Mysteria
since 2001-03-07
Posts 18328British Columbia, Canada |
I would definitely cut out the dill pickles and peanut butter sandwiches before bed! |
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Larry C
since 2001-09-10
Posts 10286United States |
Intense... |
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