What Was

[New]

Wreckage sadistic, displayed on
opened notebooks
and scribbled secrets
secrets
on hold, waiting for the
next
quiet
moment to tear
all you believe to be true
into two.
Fossilized remains of ancient weeks,
snaking and slithering to the
top
of the brew, my rotten
garlic fumes never leave
they skeeve into oblivion.
The reviews were shoddy,
Unbalanced bias where failure
WAS an option.

 

[psycosynthesis]

I like this. Extremely powerful imagery and metaphor. Seems to leap out of the page (or screen) and leave an imprint of the overall feeling of the poem. I especially like

"of the brew, my rotten
garlic fumes never leave
they skeeve into oblivion."

 

[New]

Thanks much. I was feeling like that earlier...

 

[doofqueen]

awesome use of words

 

[oceandreams]

I really enjoyed this.

 

[New]

Much obliged, guys.

 

[aphrodite-84]

These reviews are not shoddy

 

[cosmicdancer]

this is so powerful, i love it x

 

[(Wordy)]

Yeah, I really like this one too. It's ominous, and the form matches the feeling, with great use of line breaks.

 

[New]

I appreciate your reviews, too, guys.

 

[Jabberwocky]

there seems to be a cohabitant between the paper and the snake both seductive both imageries that are rife with meaning. i liked this one alot. i agree with the ominous tone. you have a gothic soul.

 

[New]

you have a gothic soul.

I like that compliment, for some reason.

 

[katmeow]

Excellent choice of words. I particularly liked this section:

Fossilized remains of ancient weeks,
snaking and slithering to the
top
of the brew, my rotten
garlic fumes never leave
they skeeve into oblivion.