poetry add on game...

[iqmama]

So, I wrote a poem once where I wrote 2 or 3 lines and someone i was chatting w/online wrote 2 or 3 lines, so i want to try it on here...i'll start with a couple of lines and then everyone add on their own lines to keep the poem continuous...it can twist any direction you take it...

The Game
Come out, come out, where ever you are.
I know you can hear me;
I know you can see me,
But where are you hiding?
What twisted, demented game
do you play?

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[(Wordy)]

Game of chance, or game of kill?

 

[iqmama]

a game of play or be played,
it'll be a bloody thrill

 

[L2R]

Are you alright or have you left?
I should look at just which side?
In the out or deep inside?

 

[yakksoho]

& who is left Alive?

 

[dexingpotsmoker]

No one, in the end we all die.
Thoughts and revelations burn
since the time we were high
Then they'll echo, and be nothing more

 

[Psychubus]

Ashes to ashes, dust to dust.

 

[ratherbewater]

but sounds smashing against stone
sliding down porcelain as the tub fills
she's waiting by the phone
waiting with her pills

 

[dexingpotsmoker]

And he's leaning, into the spray
water down his back, like he wishes he could say
He's waiting by the phone
for a sign, that he'll never be shown.

 

[Raz]

And they're rooms away but worlds apart
And every tear breeds more cliches.

 

[yakksoho]

Night's sigh to cancel out the days,

 

[freedomclub]

frenzied and tumbling headlong into the storm,

 

[freedomclub]

seize the daze quoth the Raven during the battle of evermore.

 

[dexingpotsmoker]

Though both are far from their norm,
It could be stopped by a simple door
Should it open, unstress, release?

 

[spgeddi]

but when open, and undressed.. OMG she's obese.

 

[Raz]

^^^lol :D

Yo old lady so fat she's a gravity well
Science bends weird, when she sings you can tell
It's all over, finito, get out while you can
getouttahere fore she eats you whole man!!

(and not in a good way)

 

[dexingpotsmoker]

Fear in their eyes, the time has come
when they realize, the things they've done
He was drunk, she was stoned
Another fat chick, he has boned.

 

[(Wordy)]

And spying the sign on the door
which demands "No fat chicks!"
she claws it from its mount
and eats it in two bites, proclaims,
"Damn I'm so politically correct!"

(p.s. LMAO at the direction this has taken!)

 

[wesmdow]

its now its over
the deed is done.

theyve had each other
theyve had their fun.

but when things get rough
its time to run.

 

[spgeddi]

good morning, and another day rises
promising a new day, full o surprises