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evilabnormalvamp — July 2009
Published: 2009-07-13 13:35:25 +0000 UTC; Views: 65; Favourites: 0; Downloads: 3
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dear gaping hole in my heartin my senses in my
lungs in my logic in my
sky push
a little wider
burn me open
with one more
cigarette
burn that girl
through to bonewith what is left
of my will
and testament.
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Comments: 7
Putting your numbness in it is putting your suffering in it- especially as a writer, seeing as writers have a tendency to sublimate palpable pain as a way of working through it.
I agree with MichelleLynn that the poem conveys a sort of physicality, like shallow breathing. I think it's the small stanzas and the visual structure as well as the words themselves. Well-executed.
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I'm glad the overall feeling and emotion of the time was communicated successfully. you're the one who really suggested form with me, a while ago; before then I'd always been educated about it but never used it myself. So thank you for that.
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You're welcome.
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Makes my chest hurt like a morning after burn of too much intake. I like this piece for that reason. The simplicity works with this feeling. Not-yet-awake body essessments of sorts.
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Not that I'm glad for your sympathy pains hahaha but somehow I'm glad this hurts. It drips hurt.
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Right. Love that feeling when someone catches me off guard
in wording it just right.
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