Guided by Srings

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Guided by Srings

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Guided by Srings

Poem by: foldingover

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Genre: Poetry

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Summary

Ok, if you are reading this, I've obviously published this. I debated not sharing. I'm unsure if I'm pleased with this or not.
I took the concept to paper (pictured), of a "marionette heart" that has sustained heartache, suffering, and beatings (figuratively). The idea of the picture was thought up to be a tattoo (not on me of course, I have no pain tolerance).
The idea of the poem is a short "play" for a lack of better words. Produced to share the heartache and end it.
I picture my heart being ripped out and being dangled in my face to watch die (even though I would already by dead). But again, figuratively.
I might change, alter or even delete this, so tell me what you think... Thanks...

Summary

Ok, if you are reading this, I've obviously published this. I debated not sharing. I'm unsure if I'm pleased with this or not.
I took the concept to paper (pictured), of a "marionette heart" that has sustained heartache, suffering, and beatings (figuratively). The idea of the picture was thought up to be a tattoo (not on me of course, I have no pain tolerance).
The idea of the poem is a short "play" for a lack of better words. Produced to share the heartache and end it.
I picture my heart being ripped out and being dangled in my face to watch die (even though I would already by dead). But again, figuratively.
I might change, alter or even delete this, so tell me what you think... Thanks...

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Submitted: July 23, 2007

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Submitted: July 23, 2007

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Flaccid against a wooden stage

Phlegmatically awaiting

Quivering for regularity

Strung to exceeding places

Life by hasty gesticulations

 The narrator starts to conclude

Lights dim

Curtain raise revealing

Taut ropes clutching

Sole character appended

Motionless yet over used

No words are spoken

Just moments pass

Dormant and callous

Harshly parted

By an unscrupulous act

Careless about it's consequence

Red to black

As oxygen flee's

Ischemic art

Ripped vessels exsanguinate

Lighting fades

Curtain descends

 

 

 


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