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drama (voices in the dark)

vurtomatic

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the mother she sits there in the gloom
fist beating pallid flesh
fingers rubbing, oil medicates

the father he sits beside apart in the gloom
languishing on the chair-bed
his stomach is white and stretched

they watch the screen
the screen watches them

silent faces flickering with cold light

the mother says something
something, retorts the father
something anything thing
echos the television

a lament in the dark, a sharp word to pierce the gloom
a whimper as i hear a life break again

slick face glistening with cold light

words are spoken, hearts are broken
and i can't see in that flickering light
the screen, the father, the mother
voices in the dark
 
...wow. you made me cry when i read this. just the anguish of the view was enough to turn a tear. awesome work hun :)

words are spoken, hearts are broken
and i can't see in that flickering light
the screen, the father, the mother
voices in the dark

...specailly that part.
 
you have such a style that is all your own. i wish my poetry collection was still online, i would look up this one poem i really loved of yours....
 
you need to come back where things didnt seem so hopeless and... disgusting... stagnant...
 
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