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Sister

I pulled the sheets back over your mattress.

Their floral print
matches the season ever so nicely.

I won't tell
your father the slightest thing about it

that would be cataclysmic
and that
of course
is putting it lightly.


Catch me as I rise
into the unknown
without you

or I'll take all that I know about you
under sighs of "I'll have to do without you."

I've watched
young men squirm and squeeze
under your cotton sheets
burning holes in them with
cigarettes.

They all
took your soft blue bed for granted
and I know you couldn't stand it
although too shy to demand it.

Scold them as they crawl
out of the well-known
without you

or they'll take all that they wanted from you
and they'll leave
never again to love you.

Remember
the tall one with the crooked smile
who was so terrible and lithe
that you couldn't resist him?

Punctuating his clever kindness
he cried out

"My lovely highness
can we put this all behind us?

Because you can't keep a man on a leash

and besides, failure now makes your
victory sweet
tomorrow.

So watch me as I rise
into the unknown
without you

and I'll take all I never felt about you
to a garden where green trees sprout you."
©2006-2009 ~StormCloudMao
:iconstormcloudmao:

Author's Comments

New poem. Three things about it:

1) It's fiction. I don't even have a sister.

2) It rhymes, but oddly. That's on purpose. If you really care about why, ask and I'll tell you in a comment.

3) It's experimental for me, so I have absolutely no confidence in it. If it sucks, please say so.

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:iconbluebird-laughing:
I can't decide wether or not it sucks.

"They all
took your soft blue bed for granted
and I know you couldn't stand it
although too shy to demand it."

I like this. The rhyming is awkward thoughout the whole thing but I figure you had a reason for that, so I won't pick at it. The last lines in themselves are not ridiculous, but put them next to each other and they don't make a lot of sense.

"Remember
the tall one with the crooked smile
who was so terrible and lithe
that you couldn't resist him?"

This verse is very good as well, it's a sort of self-destructive attraction.

The relationship between the brother and fictive sister in itself seems self-destructive.

I like the experimentation, the poem itself I can't decide whether or not it is good or bad and really, I'm not an expert to begin with. Just opinionated.

Keep it up!

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Blessed be to the gods of rock, today I am one holy motherfucker
:icondevouredex:
cool piece, it is quite rythmical in areas, i like it :D

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Enervation Restricting minds for over 2000 years
:iconnassie9874:
the meter seems very.. broken up and erratical but i think that just adds to the piece! well done! :D

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Underwear is just another article of clothing designed to make you look fat. :pride:
:icondeathstarr:
or I'll take all that I know about you
under sighs of "I'll have to do without you."

and I'll take all I never felt about you
to a garden where green trees sprout you."

I've watched
young men squirm and squeeze
under your cotton sheets
burning holes in them with
cigarettes.


these are my favorite parts...and this peice is nothing less than brilliant. and that my friend, is putting it lightly. <3

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the sun in the trees made the skyline look like crooked teeth.
:iconscarredsodeep:
the last two lines, and the bit about cigarette holes in the sheets, are my favorite. the beginning- the very first stanzas are the best, though- they lead into a truly promising poem. this is very different for you- it seems a lot more personal than a lot of your work. funny, since you don't even have a sister... after much thought, i have concluded that i do like it. you're right, though- it took a while before i was sure.

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Writers and whores. I see no difference.
-Salam Rushdie
:iconthespanishsadist:
It's ok, I suppose. :)

:judge: :star::star::star::star-half::star-empty:

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:iconstormcloudmao:
Yeah, the general consensus seems to be that this is mediocre.

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"I wanna speak at an intimate decibel/with the precision of an infinite decimal." -Yoni Wolf
:iconthespanishsadist:
It's a little bit better than mediocre. :)

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:iconreborntruth:
I like how I first assumed that the transition into the unknown wouldn't quite be like surpasing, although the rising indicated that type of thing. and the sheets indicating that guys change like the seasons. its good. I can tell you were pushing it kind of because of the way the rhyming was only on the ends after differently lengthed clauses. but still, good.

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...my door is always unlocked...

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