a perspective numbed perception

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Liar
Liar
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riding the afternoon shuttle
sdrawkcab
i see
houses hills clouds chlorophyll
collapse
shrink in on top of one another
around a black hole
chasing our heels
speeding north
just a step behind

suddenly
deceleration accelerates
my pulse my panic

closer it is closer
our tail end already
skimming the event horizon
and the predator
tugs hungrily
at our desperate momentum

already gnawing the tail end coaches
into a pulp of steel
seat cushions
screams and battered bodies
before the greedy swallow

slower we flee slower
closer it comes closer

i am next
any moment now

time will stretch
walls will close in
creaking tin groaning plastic
shattering projectile shards of window
to bury a first glimpse
of tearing pain in my flesh
and let the roaring of nothingness in
just before a snapped loose bench
gives in to gravity
tearing through my astonished torso
on it's way to nirvana
and i finally abide
let go
let me and this doomed machine
become one

ready for inferno
i am not afraid
i am not afraid
i am not

it is time
we are still
we have lost

with a familiar hiss
doors swing open
to let the feeble minded
run in vain

but not me

i am not afraid
i am ready

doors close
and the humble few
serene docile
even dignified
remains
to await the fall

there it is
momentum
movement

but still north

we flee again
hills still gets sucked into that void
shrink drown disappear
but we flee
as if we could

what devil's design is this?
the darkness still stalking our heels
a cat playing it's prey for mere fearlust
feeding on our desperate polarisation
surrender and hopeless hope
station after station

i am not ready
i am afraid
afraid

houses still collapse
just out of sight

 

Liar
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duddle146duddle146over 17 years ago
Numb

A reflection of the world and the human condition. Forced against their will to surrender their rights. Dark images pervade this rendering.

LeBrozLeBrozover 17 years ago
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The black hole ~

The nothingness of everything indistinquishable...

Maria2394Maria2394over 17 years ago
:)

this is how I would feel on a rollercoaster.

I find it interesting that you had the choice to disembark, and didnt.

Interesting in a way that makes me know I will read it again...and again

dcpoet44dcpoet44over 19 years ago
this piece makes the reader think

there is a lot here to absorb. i'm focusing on perception....that numbness so to speak. i'm tending to think that there is a pessimism of sort that is built in the piece. i could be wrong however. but there is one line i really dug and it is this.....*the darkness still stalking our heels*. throughout the piece i see a lot of movement. it seems to flutter, a little up, a little down but very consistent. i enjoyed the read.

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