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Click hereThe Poets:
REDWAVE, WickedEve, TheDR4KE, Rybka, Lauren.Hynde, lickmyboot, perky_baby
I never realized
that your brains were scrambled
that your insides were churning and twisted
or that I
was perpendicular to your plane
I was clueless,
despite a precipitous trail of hints
trampled over,
and left to writhe in obscurity.
I didn't think
to ask, to look, to question.
and it is not you
nor I to whom I have to make amends
But to the sheer unimaginable
I seldom sensed
how much it was I missed.
Life is worth a little less now.
Shrunken my world
to grumbling in the gloom.
I should have heard
in spite of your hushed appeals,
the echoing throb of your ghost,
known your heart's desires,
the metallic taste of your blood.
I bent to my delirium
the shadowed voices rushing in my ears
I pushed beyond your limits,
pleasure twisting to pain-- recoiling back
unto itself
I laid you bare
I swallowed your hurt
knowing your thoughts
knowing your mind
realizing afterall
I mirrored you.
That awful afternoon
I walked in on you with your father
is still palpable
He'd held you in thrall since your early days--
I know that now
But at the time
all I could see
besides the red haze
was the shame of my own humiliation
I thought this poem was full of emotion,
raw, to the point, but explained a lot.
The only line I really didn't like was:
I was clueless,
despite a precipitous trail of hints
trampled over,
and left to writhe in obscurity.
I thought the words precipitous,
and obscurity were too much for those
lines, and something a little more simplier
could have been used. Overall, it was a great
poem, well done guys.