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the living
Contributed by
fortunesdancer
on
Sunday, 16th October 2011 @ 03:00:37 PM in AEST
Topic:
Suicide
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he heard the lock of gun
and held it proud
filtered dreary sun
it snapped rang like
a bell to heaven
or to hell
became a sullen knell
loaded locked in seven
confused glazed and dazed
light flashed and smoke hazed
to the roar and flare of an underpass
came lines of blood like bass
in bluegrass
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fortunesdancer
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2011-10-16 15:00:37]
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Re: the living
(User Rating: 1 )
by FlintHunter on
Monday, 17th October 2011 @ 09:46:17 AM AEST
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'the living' is a vivid poem. It strikes like a bullet. Very very dynamic -- inscrutable in a way. Scary too. Very original -- its urgent-hesitant rhythm fits the content. A well-written poem -- so much so that it is difficult to describe since the content is so relentless. This is a hard song. Bleak. Final.
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