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Untitled
Contributed by
pyrofungus
on
Saturday, 20th March 2004 @ 03:21:14 PM in AEST
Topic:
oops
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Click
The flame rises.
The fluid drips from your hands.
Smoke begins to rise.
Flames begin to appear
Screams of terror
Screams of death
Smoke and Ashes flying
People crying
Water sprayed
Bodies burned
People afraid.
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2004-03-20 15:21:14]
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Re: Untitled
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by Former_Member on
Saturday, 20th March 2004 @ 08:32:04 PM AEST
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Hmn. I'm in two minds whether this is really about arson. Your 'click' and the final line's context makes me believe that it is, and if it really is - turning your readers into arsonists is certainly an unique perspective to engender . . . however, I'm not really sure, as this poem is far too short to clarify this impression properly.
12 lines of thought-provocation . . .
Enjoyable and agitative read. |
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