The Story of Bad Timing

[PlatonicZombie]

This a poem, so feel free to leave now and not waste anytime if you do not feel like reading a poem. I haven't posted a poem in a while, and don't really intend to post many more (most of my posts get ignored anywho). As it is, I do hope you enjoy it or hate it. I hope this makes you feel something, because if you feel nothing then I have failed. If you want to know what its about just ask in this thread.

The Story of Bad Timing

Part 1

-Though my mind struck me impotent despite
your loving touch, it was the breath of cold
death on my neck that sucked out all my might
and rendered me a fleshy puppet. Mold
has over taken arteries since then
and my project to implant sunshine stints
to dry it out and breathe some life again
was a piece of malpractice. Now, it hints
and echoes as an irregular beat
that whispers of my loss to me as if
I'd forget - I'm unable to compete
for your love - unable to jump time's rift.

Part 2


So this is where I skip ahead to me
looking back at our time together. At
the kisses smuggled from night, and how we
held each other. Wishing we'd meld I'd wrap
my arms around you tighter; a death grip
of selfish love with butterfingers that
you ate right through, and mapped out how to slip
them for later. Fastforward to when I
read digital poison from a broken
heart that bypassed layers of firewalls I
hid behind. And how, with just one token,
you sent me bouncing off organs and bones,
and around the circulatory track
to do it again. Your high scores of moans
and groans from your uploaded virus hacked
me down to insecurities, and when
it was over I lost the will to win.


Part 3


Fastforward again which is still my past,
but closer to the present, we're back to
this creature I call "me" and its one last
need, its desire, to explain to you
that we took place at a horrible time;
that life is a comic whose jokes are all
cut-up sentences; punchlines with no rhyme
or reason; a Palahniuk that I saw
recently and now find hilarious
since death has deputized me a Stranger
with no tales except this delirious
one of you; the last love of a stranger.

[PlatonicZombie]

If no one has anything to say, even negatively, then I suppose I will just delete this poem...

[Ultimate combatant]

Don't.

I think you tried hard to write it!!!

[PlatonicZombie]

Originally Posted by Ultimate combatant

Don't.

I think you tried hard to write it!!!

Thank you! Sheesh.... I don't know why people are so afraid to give a critism.

[Tenz]

Sorry, not my cup of tea (Not a big fan of poems)

[Shikamaru Nara]

You don't say... Thanks for my English assignment!!! JK.

I liked it. The first part was the best.
It was really vivid. Like death is a person.

[PlatonicZombie]

Originally Posted by Shikamaru Nara

You don't say... Thanks for my English assignment!!! JK.

I liked it. The first part was the best.
It was really vivid. Like death is a person.

This is good! Death was a person! Thank you!!!