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    dots Submission Name: Vulturesdots

    Author: HisNameIsNoMore
    ASL Info:    28 - Male - Ohio
    Elite Ratio:    3.09 - 75/182/213
    Words: 153
    Class/Type: Poetry/Dark
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    Where do we go---when we search through our words,
    the sounds of perfect diction,
    to cover up the fact---a rhyme---is just a rhyme.
    That we as writers---live in an intolerable fiction,
    doomed to feel and know---that ink, is just a waste of time.
    Stroke of pen, tap of key; lost in addition
    attached to bespoke stories,
    like vultures of memories.
    Picking apart a soul in search of our own,
    where the few who know what the forgotten have seen,
    still lie awake and cry for what could have been.

    Where the convalescent stand trapped,
    between the Walrus and the Carpenter;
    between the king and Lady Macbeth.
    Hope robbed through sleight of hand,
    or perhaps poisoned by---the milk of human kindness.
    A plan is just a plan, flesh is flesh and man is man.
    A specific bite of encroaching blindness,
    Lucifer fell from divine lands,
    losing a paradise---tragically we as a brethren, lost

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      Yes, we are vultures for feeding off of life to give us what to write. Through words full of description and thought, we tell the tales so that others might see (if they so choose to see). It is a blessing and a curse. A blessing in that we feel...and can pen it out through an appropriate medium. It is a curse in that we see the world differently than those around us...and we will never be understood by those who cannot see or understand.

    Vultures are a necessary part of life...certainly a necessary part in nature. We repackage the world around us in all of it's glory and goriness...

    Thank you for sharing,

    | Posted on 2016-07-06 00:00:00 | by krs3332003 | [ Reply to This ]

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