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Dark Poetry #3

5:16am

EleanorMoonbaby
Member

since 2002-09-02

Posts 202
England, UK

0 posted 2002-10-15 03:08 PM

Something woke me.
Not sure what.
               (glowing red numbers
                you taught me to tell
                     the time)
It was the monster Mamma.
Where's Mamma?
               (can't open my eyes again but i
                know what my room looks
                like, i can see the shadows)
The men in white are there again.
Daddy always said they'd
Take me away if I talked to my
Magic
Invisible
Friend
               (they're not in white
                they're in grey so
                they blend with the
                     SHADOWS)
Now I'm all wet
Warm and wet and stinking.
Mamma will be angry
               (i'll swing for you, you little
                 sod)
Can't move or the snake thing will come in through the window and grab my foot.
                (cue the shaking)
And fade out to black.

This "poem" occurred to me when I remembered one really awful night as a kid. It's amazing the kind of freaky things that the five-year-old mind can produce....

"Last night, I had a dream that I went to the doctors, and she gave me eight minutes to live. I'd spent thirty minutes in the f***ing waiting room"- S

Mitzi
New Member

since 2002-09-08

Posts 5

1 posted 2002-10-16 10:57 AM

This was..... disturbing to say the least. Quite effective though. It's hard to tell whether this was meant literally or metaphorically. Not bad.
Mitzi

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