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Eating Paper Glass Fingers


Author: TheStillSilence
ASL Info:    20/F/Out in Outer Space
Elite Ratio:    4.97 - 180 /113 /59
Words: 239
Class/Type: Poetry /Misc
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This is a collab between AeThe Lost Poet and me. I had a lot of "fun" (with such a topic :])doing this; he is truly talented.


Eating Paper Glass Fingers



(TheStillSilence)

"A barrier of knives hanging on cell-thick wires,
Protects the barely beating heart from smiles.
Lest calm should sneak in with the wind:
And lavish peace on space too thin;
Darkness engulfing two heartless eyes,
Sleeping their awake as by time cries;
One blink too soon and time stands still:
The wires break; eyes sleeping still.

(AeThe Lost Poet)

Eating paper glass fingers; Cause I’m sleeping so thin,
Placid acid dreams, tactics: Leave me lost in my sin;

(TheStillSilence)

While licking the blood and cracking the bone.
The night will make her stories home,
Sinking in fickle blades of grass.
Pass, relent the clouds of ash;
Submerged in these shadows that barriers cast."

(AeThe Lost Poet)

"I’m tearing through, Eating Paper Glass Fingers,
Like Silence says, The pain still lingers,
Like rapid thoughts, Fever to the psyche, Unhealthful, Unhelpful, Are those who dislike me, Terminals, even I am, As I bite through my nails,
My skin peels back to reveal, I’m frail,

And with every heartbeat, You see in me,
My system and my lungs fail, Lethally,
Weapon-like is the mental state,
They Advocate, And the casualties only stagnate,
In this nerve gas they spread, Has me biting my nails,
Like SAW the key in my head, Has me digging, impaled,
By fear and survival, Instincts I have,
But to live is to die, Slowly, In this nerve gas”




Submitted on 2007-11-07 10:52:29     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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  There is something almost "mental hospital" about this write; like a "re-hab" clinic... an almost creepy air to it as well, but at the same time unstoppable in its reading as it moved through the lines and took me to a place only you have been... and seen... "what does it take; to reach that point; of actually; living." ? A Thought provoking write.
| Posted on 2008-11-10 00:00:00 | by col13x | [ Reply to This ]
  also, please submit more!! :)
| Posted on 2007-12-01 00:00:00 | by dynamo | [ Reply to This ]
  HI,

YOU SUBMITTED THIS POEM TO DYNAMO. IN ORDER TO HAVE IT PUBLISHED, YOU MUST EMAIL YOUR NAME, HOMEROOM, AND POEM TO:

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IT MAY BE POSSIBLE FOR YOU TO SUBMIT ANONYMOUSLY, BUT IF WE HAVE ANY QUESTIONS WE NEED TO BE ABLE TO CONTACT YOU DIRECTLY.

THANK YOU!!!
| Posted on 2007-12-01 00:00:00 | by dynamo | [ Reply to This ]
  it was quick and feverish and i liked it in the desperate to reveal sense that i got from it. i thought that it was one of the few pieces ive read that could make rhyme work so well with such common words because usually things come out wayyyy forced. but this was fantastic.
| Posted on 2007-11-07 00:00:00 | by EEKS | [ Reply to This ]


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