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marionette to my vying whims, I'm destined to choke on my own razor wires
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excelestial in Poetry & Free Verse

exposé of a lover (read me! read me!)

feather to your spine,

let me bathe in the spilt ink

of hidden desires

Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #29: Write a piece of micropoetry consisting entirely of onomatopoeia/alliteration on humanity or inhumanity. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
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Cleaver Child

Crass

Claiming cacophonous chords

Can call kaleidoscopic colours kin

Crude

Crafting corrosive canons

Corruption clings crepuscular

Clueless

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time keeper (measuring a pulse to know you’re alive)

metronomic life

heartbeat tuned a humdrum song

death sings the chorus

Challenge
Tell me your greatest loss.
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excelestial in Poetry & Free Verse

dig deeper, you’ll find it- right next to my dwindling aspirations for living

Letting her go when I knew I should have fought for her because she was worth more than just my passivity.

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Prose Challenge of the Week #22: Write about your nightmares. Minimum 10 word - Maximum 250 words. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
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vapid placidity

it's said that our dreams are just memories on playback, tales unraveled and stitched together again. it's said that we, humans, are of the superior intellect, a collection of undiscovered geniuses. it's said that individuality is cosseted, no desire for the status quo to be the template of life.

so why is it that I can't remember anything but you- the quivering timbre of your laughter in the early dawn, the way you smiled when you heard a dog bark down the road, the way your hand fit seamlessly into mine. so why is it that you made me into some monstrosity of my thoughts- a demon plaguing you with faux idiocy. so why is it that you desired something pre-made, a cookie-cutter relationship, when you were so idiosyncratically beautiful, a bird free of the shackles of society yet unable to fly because they stripped your wings.

maybe because you are the ouroboros of me; indulging in my dreams so you could pollute them and make them become the wasteland of your nightmares.

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excelestial in Poetry & Free Verse

macabre paramour

death would be kinder

if the noose around my neck

was instead your hands

Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #20: Write a three sentence story about desire. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
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phoenix heart

her hard body pressed to mine, it's only natural to surrender, for her passion is an untamable fire that champions my soft flesh.

she is human too, though something far more dignified, deified- she is the grandeur of life itself, a beacon that ignites even on the darkest of nights.

we are not we, for she is the ethereal and I am the mundane, except for when she makes me complete.

Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #19: In no more than 50 words, write about guilt. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100. When sharing to Twitter, please use the hashtag #ProseChallenge
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comet vs commit

why is that

we celebrate, we rejoice

when our galaxy drips it's flesh across the sky in a blaze, burning up as it dies

but

we condemn, we rebuke

when one of our own destroys their flesh, serrated and sedated by the loneliness we martyred them with

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excelestial in Poetry & Free Verse

warped insomnia

sleep is hard to find

when it is your skeleton

trapped in the closet

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excelestial in Poetry & Free Verse

blithe juxtaposition

you said

stay, please

except the words didn't come from your mouth

they dripped from your starved touch

i said

stay, please

except the words didn't pass through my lips

they spilled from my eyes when you left