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Foggy

Submitted by Frost Smith on Mon, 2012-02-06 00:44

Treading in the mucus of the lungs of despair
A child blindly splashing around
Franticly trying to generate enough noise for any passersby to notice
Alas, no one does
Plummeting to the bottom
Succumbing to this tormented inadequacy
Using the toxic lung butter of fear
To spread on the moldy bread of self deception
It feeds my insanity that no better life exist
I’m dying a slow starving death
Emaciated from a life spent without emotion
It is the bread killing me
But I do not know it

Style / type: 
Free verse
Review Request (Intensity): 
I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Review Request (Direction): 
How was my language use?
How was the beginning/ending of the poem?
Is the internal logic consistent?
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Last few words: 
Looking to drive an unnerving dagger quick like a sudden shock that disturbs and makes you wonder whats next, suggestions on shortening or deepening impact will be very appreciated
Editing stage: 
Editing - rough draft

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Geezer

Mon, 2012-02-06 20:28

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of needing to know where and how to separate or combine lines to keep a certain flow.
These are just suggestions on how to do it.

1] Treading in the mucus of despairing lungs

2] Frantic to attract a passerby

3] No one notices

4] It feeds my insanity
No better life exist[s] - separate lines here and add ess.

5] Emaciated life without emotion - maybe take the 2nd line from the above and transpose it for this line.

Just suggestions though. ~ Geezer

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