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    dots Submission Name: Affixed and Asphyxiateddots

    Author: mae
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    Class/Type: Poetry/Comedy
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    dotsAffixed and Asphyxiateddots

    Lurking on the shelf just above my head
    is a dispenser of tape that wishes me dead.
    It sits there waiting, knowing I'll need it someday
    when it will seize its chance and innocence betray.
    It's longing to wrap me in miles of stickiness
    and squeeze and squeeze 'til I've no more airiness.
    Then around my head it will twine and twist
    until finally I crack and scream "Desist!"
    Then with a smarmy leer, 'twill unwind,
    leaving me shaken and gasping and fearfully inclined
    to suspect tape in dispensers and even in rolls
    of plotting my demise and stealing my soul!

    Submitted on 2008-12-31 00:47:03     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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    It's been a long, long time. I was considering commenting on newly posted poems but decided instead to look in on an old friend. I'm glad that I did after reading this piece.

    There is something delightfully honest about the kind of paralyzing fear here. The worry and paranoia that can shape our thoughts and expectations was surprisingly counterbalanced by the odd humor toward the end.

    Personally I never rhyme in my poems, even in couplets, but this is mostly because I'm not nearly as good at it as I can see you are!

    I can relate to how it must feel to be this person: to rely on something that you loathe and even learn to fear (sometimes irrationally!) but being trapped by the inevitability of its effect on your life. I think acceptance is the key to this little problem, acceptance that sometimes the things we dread most in life are unavoidable, and since we cannot change how they affect our lives we can only change how we choose to see them.

    I miss the profound and delightful poetry that I used to find on this site, but maybe I can still find joy in the hidden gems from old friends... Thanks for the read
    | Posted on 2009-09-02 00:00:00 | by WolfStar | [ Reply to This ]

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