September 13, 2011
It's been a while, I know. Got sidetracked. And whatnot. I decided to put my Indie Ink weekly challenge over here this week instead of my super, top-secret blog where I usually stick it. My pleasant dementia needs a swift kick in the ass every once in a while. My unpleasant dementia is getting all the candy.
This week, I challenged Kayla at Sweet Schemes with "beautiful dirt beneath your fingernails, beautiful bruises on your knees."
I was challenged by The Drama Mama at My Write Side with one hell of a mindfuck. And I quote,
"You are being executed for a crime you did not commit. Using stream of consciousness writing, and adding in idioglossia language (James Joyce) and nonlinear narrative, what are your thoughts during the last 15 minutes of your life?"
Holy hell in a handbasket, fuckers!
And that's all I have to say about that.
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Rain, the roof
I hear it, hear
This drop last
No that one/This
Maybe?
Sigh, to try, avert an eye
A cough
The last
Maybe breathe
Or be without
Without breath, to take it back.
A cheater, cheat, liar, lie
Roll the foot, quash and squash and nosh
shifty toes
A cough again
To the back of her hand,
Mixing, trixing,
folding hankerdry..chief…shiff…all just a name for the slaves.
powered by tears, I see her hate.
Is he? Does he? Where?
Him did, done gone, tode, fode, rode the road
Born with him
To share my face
Bounce, no- blink, no- wink, no- her, no
To see him last was all.
But all is naught,
Shot a look, shoot a glance,
She sniffles twice and thrice and
…..blerg…cough…shzzzzllll….chew.
White above, white below
Below unseen, like the face we shared.
Pinch and slow
He won’t know
Never, no
He won’t know.
A time, a life, gone the chance.
Little blonder, 5 years youngerby
Rollerscream, a man he was
Forgive, forgiver, forgiven,
But he won’t know.
New face, door slam-
Ladytears, testy tears, she cries again
Hankerdry, chief, shiff….wipe…tick, toc, sly.
The woman of me freed, 25 years olderfly
Flyer on wing of thought,
Intention
A word for him, a word, a sound
An F, a lie.
Forgive, forgiver, forgiven
Nigh.
He won’t know.
Pinch and slow.
He won’t know.
