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Suffocation
Contributed by
enigma
on
Wednesday, 24th May 2006 @ 04:02:32 AM in AEST
Topic:
Lifepoems
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Suffocating...
or
"Such an unfortunate end to such a Beautiful Dream..."
I.
a plastic bag,
drawn tight,
over the head,
duct tape around the neck...
the plastic fogs
as eyes widen
and lungs burst,
violent thrashing,
spasmodic shuddering,
a quaking convulsion
as life ebbs,
sputters,
and is gone;
suffocating...
II.
a burning house,
a chamber dense with acrid smoke,
a morbid quilt of heavy gray lead pressing you to the floor,
choking, gasping, fighting for breath,
then death;
suffocating...
III.
feather pillow,
thrust viciously over the face,
overpowering pressure,
desperate struggling,
lungs exploding,
terror,
succumbing,
weakness,
fading,
gone,
gone,
gone;
suffocating...
IV.
hospital bed,
lungs awash with fluid,
oxygen count,
67,
listless,
weak,
chest slowly rises and falls,
slowly,
slowly,
slowly slowing,
ever so slow,
ever so still,
much, much slower,
barely moving,
imperceptible movement,
then,
a quiet gathering of atmosphere,
and for a life-long moment,
all that is,
pivots,
wavers,
crumbles,
and then releases...
a hush,
emptiness...
living motion succumbs to silent stillness,
never to be again:
suffocating...
V.
...the one who pledged life-long commitment,
in sickness or in health,
for richer or for poorer,
for better or for worse,
to her dying day...
this person stated,
"Right from the start, 'your' love was suffocating..."
...she went on to declare,
...your expressions of love were just an attempt to,
"keep up the 'outward appearances.'"
...sometime later,
.she thought a long while,
then with more honesty than she would have thought herself capable of,
thinking she was declaring my lovability,
rather than her inability to love,
she revealed the depth of her heart and soul,
the emaciated nature of her spirit,
as she made valueless,
her word,
her promise,
her vow,
her integrity,
and with meditative purpose,
a steady voice,
and laser accurate focused intent,
she expressed,
"No.
I don't Love him."
and,
"No.
I can't see my 'self' ever living with him in the future."
suffocating...
VI.
For a time,
and for reasons that plague us all,
I allowed her words to hurt me.
Yes, I did,
indeed I did,
we all do that,
don't we...
But,
but then,
when I'd hurt quite enough,
with regret and ebbing sorrow,
with sincerity and a genuineness of compassion,
my heart,
my soul,
and my spirit,
each in their own time gently whispered,
"Such an unfortunate end to such a Beautiful Dream..."
and then,
the whole of me,
finally,
allowed her memory,
to ever so slowly,
fade,
away...
suffocating.
April 8, 2005
Copyright ©
enigma
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2006-05-24 04:02:32]
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Re: Suffocation
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by brew on
Wednesday, 24th May 2006 @ 08:37:17 PM AEST
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Not what I thought it would be at, first..Yet BRAVO......Glad ur coming back to life, as YOU should...Never stay in the shell of hate, or loss.!!!!! Find new.....
Laugh
Love
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It can go on.;;;;;;;;;;;;;;;Even if ALL of us never find.
Great write, and glsd to see the engima, posting , again
Brew~ |
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Re: Suffocation
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by Silent-No-More on
Saturday, 22nd July 2006 @ 10:53:18 AM AEST
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I want to say "wow".... but I so want it to be a quiet sort of awed 'wow' that is barely heard, but still somehow conveys the profound impact of the moment. I just... don't know that typing the words out here could ever truly get that 'wow' just right, you know?
This reminds me, Ron, of other writes that I've found on your page. It so entirely captures the reader's attention and emotion. There is, too, the same progressive nature... heavy at first, and growing heavier by the line... building toward a powerful and impactful ending that is somehow painful and poetic, somehow real and imagined, and so very much more than just the words themselves - driving the reader both expectedly and unexpectedly head long into to it.
When you do this, Ron... you impress the hell out of me. You convey experience in a way that screams of talent... and of being decidedly human.
Remarkable.
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Re: Suffocation
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by Uncertain_Oblivion on
Wednesday, 6th September 2006 @ 12:55:17 PM AEST
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| This was great! I loved it. Perfection....simply. |
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