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Something About the World Today

Contributed by Spellofnature on Saturday, 22nd April 2006 @ 05:23:06 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Sunday the sky vomited maroon flavor
It’s pungent teardrops cascaded onto me

These tiny seed-lets fertilize the evil inside humanity

As they absorb into my flesh like mining veins for gold
They strike it rich, pure, untouched soil

Primal urges are met; they are magnified by the hundreds
I feel a strong urge to murder, to commit ravenous deeds

Today was the last sun
It rose and fell. Shattering into oblivion
The earth is dark, yet the sky looks flushed with copper
I see flames on the dreary horizon

The dead walked the earth today
I saw their shadows in my rear-view mirror
They walked like puppets. It mesmerized me
I couldn’t help but still feel the sweat dampen on my forehead

I couldn’t help but notice that I was uncomfortable
My car seats were sticky from the steamy heat

I saw a young girl on the side of the road
She held a teddy bear in her arms
It had an eye missing and a nice bow
I cried as I passed by her

Something about the world today
Made me want to stop and kill her

But I kept driving behind a sunless sky
People were going mad from the death
Though self-destruction was a frequency that I could not bear
So I drove and looked for a town free of plague

Something about the world died today
It was suffocated and the corpse lay limp
But the parasites still rested upon its lifeless body

Copyright Â© Spellofnature ... [ 2006-04-22 17:23:06]
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Re: Something About the World Today (User Rating: 1 )
by Essentially9 on Saturday, 22nd April 2006 @ 10:03:16 PM AEST
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::applauds:: i tell people all the time to work on their originality because everything they write has all been done before, yet you are completely different. i see more originality in this one piece than ive seen in the last 100 ive read. you had an amazing ending, great tone, wonderful use of repetition, and of course originality. you also are very creative with imagry. wonderful concept and well presented. thousands on this site should learn how to write from you.

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