iPoetry

[manuscriptx]

**This is a quasi-continuation of the original poem - iPoetry storyline**
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Peel the rain back like eyelids I saw over by the river.
Lenore is a beautiful creature from reflection. Standing along by the dry dock, I see the gullies laughing over me.

I was as tool as an empty wallet. The story began with a dark passage, then a poem, a scandalous affair, arbitration and the skin from an apple. I tried so hard not to fail her disappointing tears. The interloper agreed with me, it gets no easier the first time.

My one nightmare is a tale of lust, thunder, fear, regret, retribution and forgiveness. In the sum of another, with the dagger in hand, I wait for dawn and the angels to approach.

 

[sirmyk]

You saw eyelids by the river?

 

[manuscriptx]

I see......

.....a smart alec sirmyk in need of a slap.

 

[SevenWritez]

This is gonna be awesome. Someone get me popcorn. I hate popcorn.

 

[sirmyk]

A quasi-attempt at prose



the sky turned dark as the sun sank
into my pants my legs grew cold
feet and other appendages shivered blue
balls of my feet were done sweating
blood left my fingertips, they shriveled
wieners were placed on the grill to later put in
our mouths are dry, and cannot swallow
lemonade is freshly squeezed
nuts are on the table in a cup
your breasts of chicken are not yet cooked by the gas
we expell from our creation a beautiful feast


See, we are all capable of prose.

 

[Lit_driven_girl]

**This is a quasi-continuation of the original poem - iPoetry storyline**
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Peel the rain back like eyelids I saw over by the river.
Lenore is a beautiful creature from reflection. Standing along by the dry dock, I see the gullies laughing over me.

I was as tool as an empty wallet. The story began with a dark passage, then a poem, a scandalous affair, arbitration and the skin from an apple. I tried so hard not to fail her disappointing tears. The interloper agreed with me, it gets no easier the first time.

My one nightmare is a tale of lust, thunder, fear, regret, retribution and forgiveness. In the sum of another, with the dagger in hand, I wait for dawn and the angels to approach.

You've got me wanting more.