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    Author: Daniel Barlow
    Elite Ratio:    5.98 - 2126/2085/1589
    Words: 71
    Class/Type: Poetry/Love
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                        pomp
                        is poor armour.
                        better to run through your enemy:
                        firmer fitter further,

                        igniting your
                        flammable-bloods
                        &. to the decimation
                        of his lines.

                        confidence is a culmination
                        releasing the
                        act.





                                                                               I'm sorry

         

    It was a muscle                         
    memory                         




    Submitted on 2017-02-21 06:57:03     Terms of Service / Copyright Rules
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      I feel I always get distracted by the sound of your poems, but really, it is hard to ignore, how tightly crafted, how polished it is.

    pomp
    is poor armour.

    This flatly bitter statement. yet so pristinely balance. Know better! - instead --

    better to run through your enemy:
    firmer fitter further,

    the sharp exhale of breath in those fleeting 'f's, pushing through, and then inhale --

    igniting your
    flammable-bloods
    &. to the decimation
    of his lines.

    the full stop there mid-stanza -- and the choice of word 'decimation' -- decimal, maths, calculation -- brings in a certain sense of malignant clinicality, of joy of revenge. Hence --

    confidence is a culmination
    releasing the
    act.

    And then the horror hits:

    I'm sorry

    It was a muscle
    memory

    (and I might not have meant it).

    a pleasure to read, as always
    | Posted on 2017-02-21 00:00:00 | by expiring_touch | [ Reply to This ]


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