afraid to be made

even you wouldn't be afraid to kill

no one would ;

if there were no law at will.



the issue is

getting you to admit it
after wake

however ; you remained submerged

quicksand concepts

trying on shoes that do not fit.



a wind changing

frozen in place to consider

that grace ; that flows

you imagine, from wounded dialogue

words with cool scythe's 

blow to the heart.

beats faster ;

before icicles melt 

before you know what they're for.
slipping names into files ; stretched at the seams
frayed at all corners

                      afraid to kill

    afraid to be made.

 

Reviews

[Jack...]

I liked this. It had a cool vibe to it and it seemed a bit sinister and mischevious. Almost as if someone was being dared to confess they would if they could. Nice.

[Invisible]

a little confusing, but the first line i definately believe is accurate.

[Alpris]

May I ask what confused you? Also, thank you very much for taking the time to read and consider my work.

[Invisible]

just the way the lines are set up really, that's about it. you're welcome.

[Alpris]

Ah. Just so you know, all is intentional here. I deliberately broke the lines up to indicate the confusion of the individual behind the poem; so technically, you did feel what I was trying to paint.:)

[Invisible]

i suppose it would lol. though i never could do that myself cause i'd end up confusing myself before confusing the reader, :)

[Alpris]

Hahahaha; my methods come naturally.

[Invisible]

some would say it's insanity that comes as a gift, some that it's genius like that german on sweet genuis, but me, i don't know, i just think it's you :)

[Alpris]

Hmm..

[Invisible]

you don't have to understand it, even i don't sometimes lol. i'm just a little off

[poetry-kiddo alienbaba]

thriller par excellence!

[Alpris]

Thank you. (: *curtsies

[poetry-kiddo alienbaba]

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