desperate silhouettes
on an outworn picnic bench
in front of a purple sky
dirty tears in their eyes
morning backdrop
posh coffee shop
where the men and women
in their suits
smoke cigarettes
before they go
where they go
wednesday paper
sports section
disconnection
afraid of my own reflection
in the window
stop requested
flat chested
girl with no brain
listening to t-pain
holes in her veins
a goddamn shame
my eyes look glazed
again today
and I understand
now firsthand
that beautiful moments
are unplanned
easy cheese
and pregnancy
cigarettes are good
for the baby
ear-buds in
june on the west coast
reminds me of
too many ghosts
stop requested
a well rested
mcdonalds employee
who hates
everything
avoid eye contact
too high to react
bury my nose
into breakfast at tiffany's
stop requested
walk off
get lung cancer
with my closest friends
Author notes
june on the west coast = song by bright eyes
breakfast at tiffany's = novel by truman capote
(Picture for contest: http://hyperactive122986.deviantart.com/art/Inside-a-New-York-City-Bus-46481992)
A contest entry
- From Beginning to End by HisOneTrueLove6107.
400 points, ended September 18, 23 entries
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Comments
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Oh my freaking hell. This is incredible.
I was just breeding some cancer of my own in my lungs earlier tonight. It feels good, doesn't it?
I am adding you as a favorite. Because you're too good to not keep up with.
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Godd piece of work
It really gave me a picture of the whole thing.Well written,definitely got rhyme and message.I enjoyed reading it.
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