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As if my life has stopped

My pen gives no ink. My mouth gives no words. My hands are useless. I am but left crucified on a writers cross. I bear no fiction, I bear no truth, and I am an empty woman staring at a starry sky with no thought in my brain. A void I am in. Dirt walls show my fight to breath in the world, yet I only breathe in soot from this hell that I am left in. What use is a writer without words? What use is an artist without the passion to create? Nothing within me can survive. It is as if my life has stopped.


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"Dream the crow black dream."


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The following comments are for "It Is As If My Life Has Stopped"
by AbbyNormal

Columny and hedonism
This work is so unrestrained by any confines that it is barely 1% poetry, mainly because I feel a mild consonance to it (words-cross).

Allow me to check for other poetic effects. Arranging the 114 words as a column:

My pen gives no ink.
My mouth gives no words.
My hands are useless.
I am but left crucified on a writers cross.

I bear no fiction,
I bear no truth,
and I am an empty woman
staring at a starry sky

with no thought in my brain.
A void I am in.
Dirt walls show my fight
to breath in the world,
yet I only breathe in soot
from this hell that I am left in.

What use is a writer without words?
What use is an artist without the passion to create?
Nothing within me can survive.
It is as if my life has stopped.


I like this! I hear, by readinbg it outloud, rhythms: {brain-I'm in-soot-left in}.

And when read with the Queen's English pronunciation, it attains a new cadence altogether.
Excellent aural hedonism.

Regards,

teflon-editing.com

( Posted by: Teflon [Member] On: February 22, 2005 )

I COMPLETELY AGREE
I can't express how happy i feel to hear that your hands are worthless. Maybe they're following the trend your mind has set. A repulican "real punk." Wow. that's very interesting. After reading your writing i come to find out that you really don't exist. What kind of prank is someone playing?

( Posted by: jesuschriss [Member] On: June 24, 2005 )





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