Market Of Disarray

[Ashley]

Market Of Disarray

Apathy and rainbows,
A liquid mist of sunburned love,
Dripping in the hostile world,
Where hearts meet cannibals of wild,

I panic at the falsely forgotten,
The fairy tales of clean remorse,
But my counselor lies bound and gagged,
In the bedroom across the hall,

Heaven sent you back, for you were,
Too neurotic to grace it's skies,
In a heart deep with chasms,
You infect me absolutely,

Princess of ownership,
In ill favoured lands,
Remember, if you can.

 

[pk.]

Love this and most of your works, just beautifully arranged... however I was wondering if it were possible for you to just let go of structure and just say word-for-word every-fucking-thing-in-your-mind! Would LOVE to see you in free-form!

 

[Ashley]

Thank you pk. I dig your feedback as I really enjoy your work too.

What do you mean by free-form? As in unstructured poetry, without breaking it up? Or just going nuts writing a fictional piece? I've tried to move away from rhyming as I agree with ForEverAfter's advice, which I hope/think I am doing okay.

Ash.

 

[ForEverAfter]

Go further. Don't stop till you break everything down. You can always rebuild. Trust me. Go nuts. Defy all conventions. You're doing well. But you're not done yet.

 

[pk.]

^

instead of [perfect structure just write straight out of your heart, free form (without rhyming etc)