PWoF 2016 - Topic 01 - Sept. 22

[cvanshelton]

Food got really dark. I love the line "thorough against my skin"

Going For A Dip

Down with a smooth slice,
a slow envelopment
cool and thorough against my skin,
a wetsuit of forgetfulness

or in a quick descent
through a thin searing heat
that wakes me with a lasting sting
and clings until I disintegrate,

the result will be the same, gone.

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This was a lot of fun to read. You got the flow down so well, and it comes across almost like a nursery rhyme but ends in genocide. Cracked me up.

Falsetto Realism
           (we all live in a perpetual state of detachment and die screaming)


I'm a chicken nugget
and I'm off to see the queen
with my little nugget rucksack
and my little nugget dream
to be the nugget president
of Chicken Nugget Land
and sing my nugget anthem
to a nugget marching band!
 
I shall declare all nuggets free
to wander far and wide
beneath the flag of liberty
and carry it with pride
deep into hash brown country where
those filthy bastards hide
and cut their heads off one by one:
a breakfast genocide!

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Nice Lizzie! I really like the last two stanzas.

"Nuggets"


Dial up the heat
to four hundred degrees,
toss me into the pan
like you're throwing dice.

I promise you:
I will always
taste
like love.