You Don't. -------------------------------------------
I’ve seen this scene painted at least
before and before and
before. Where do you see these hands form?
Where do you see those eyes place a binding wrap
around the utmost part of these parts? A blind.
You’ve set those bones upon a wavering table.
It’s wood so rotten that you’ve misplaced your interpretations
of what this ever was.
Don’t you ask why?
You’re satisfied in your unsatisfaction.
Filling your misconceptions with such lies as opposed to
taking the grained step. You’ve a sand-filled mouth.
An action accounted for by your freeness of arms.
I was confused a bit in the beginning, but the idea became apparent. The concept is great, and the metaphor works well, and toward the middle of the piece, the language gets much more descriptive and portray your concept much better.
There were a lot of lines that really struck me, including:
"It’s wood so rotten that you’ve misplaced your interpretations
of what this ever was."
Submission Name: You Don't.
