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    dots Submission Name: Expirement.dots

    Author: Passionbyapathy
    ASL Info:    23/M/Columbus, Ohio
    Elite Ratio:    5.29 - 207/277/230
    Words: 292
    Class/Type: Poetry/
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       I wanted nothing more than to learn to swim

    dont open your eyes

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    He canít control the driving speed on ruby lane
    once the limit is removed,
    He lets loose the chemical corruption
    and it eats itself instantly
    melting his brain into a roasted slush
    reaching a startling intensity
    right after breakfast sizzle,
    and a grade or two from mid-day sun.
    Slow down, these streets are razed like pedestals
    hinting at the hidden mire beneath
    gripping and entrapping with its lava spray.
    Through a slit in-between a printing press
    walls melt, clocks turn and tick and pulse in the ground.
    Reality is throbbing, wounded, seeping slowly into an old pail for rain collecting;
    more like the bottom of the well.
    Souls are sinking trapped and lost within it
    a universe, layered into existence
    slowly coming unglued and peeling off
    into the mighty ocean swell of mother earth.
    Eternity is sinking into walls that ripple
    swiftly twirling like pop-ups in
    those nifty books they used to sell.
    Where meaning did rise from booked abyss,
    and the mariner did wait above the sinking ship
    watching woefully as it ceased to be.
    I floated on
    wasting away and getting lost in the music.
    One moment lasted all my life.
    I was dragging time from leashes in the park
    like dogs that realized just before they broke away
    that underneath them was nothingness
    and that nothing was a scary thing.
    He wore a symbolic mask; vexed
    as last second attempts fell through
    and he realized that he gave his all just one eternity too late.
    He died inside once or twice,
    or better yet, He never was.
    The storm did rage,
    And its depth consumed all of him.
    Reborn now he moves on
    Washed clean.

    Submitted on 2008-11-30 00:23:21     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      YES! YES! YES! This is the kind of poetry that you first inspired me with! Eloquent yet simple. Divine in it's uniqueness. I like it. This style is my favorite of your styles and I was wondering when I'd see it again.

    Favorite line: The moment lasted all my life

    Personally, I halfway hoped this would be of a happier persuasion, but, alas, poor soul, 'tis not.

    Anyways, wonderful write.

    | Posted on 2008-12-01 00:00:00 | by SweetAndOhSoME | [ Reply to This ]

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