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Emergancy Exit... (A ROUND ROBIN POEM)

Inspired by SCRIBBLER! just post 1 stanza at a time to continue the poem. Let's see where this goes.

Groping in the darkness...
Where is it? WHERE IS IT!?!
Looking for the cold release of steel.
Frantic in the search for death.

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in frantic reckless
there is only shit
to search to feel
they find only crystal meth

cheers,
Jess, Neopoet Directors
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Too many false starts mark my arm
from other shouts for help or aid
all too shallow for real harm
now where's that sharper blade?

I'll need others to cut and paste this together. NEXT! lol

Groping in the darkness...
Where is it? WHERE IS IT!?!
Looking for the cold release of steel.
Frantic in the search for death.

in frantic reckless
there is only shit
to search to feel
they find only crystal meth

Too many false starts mark my arm
from other shouts for help or aid
all too shallow for real harm
now where's that sharper blade?

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The inevitable psychosis
is positive osmosis
of brain cells dead
positive dread

cheers,
Jess, Neopoet Directors
Neopoet is a workshop. Poets take the time to read and think about your work and offer suggestions.
There is no obligation to make any changes however please acknowledge critique and comments.

lol
Why the 7th stanza?

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but no biggy

cheers,
Jess, Neopoet Directors
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was just wondering why 7th and not 4th? its fine, lol

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mea culpa mea culpa mea culpa mea culpa mea culpa mea culpa

and proud of it.

cheers,
Jess, Neopoet Directors
Neopoet is a workshop. Poets take the time to read and think about your work and offer suggestions.
There is no obligation to make any changes however please acknowledge critique and comments.

in one poem, then decide whether to continue or you write an end verse,

cheers,
Jess, Neopoet Directors
Neopoet is a workshop. Poets take the time to read and think about your work and offer suggestions.
There is no obligation to make any changes however please acknowledge critique and comments.

Groping in the darkness...
Where is it? WHERE IS IT!?!
Looking for the cold release of steel.
Frantic in the search for death.

in frantic reckless
there is only shit
to search to feel
they find only crystal meth

Too many false starts mark my arm
from other shouts for help or aid
all too shallow for real harm
now where's that sharper blade?

No fear a slow release
Red ribbons of grace descend
Give me my self
Let me go damn you

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Groping in the darkness...
Where is it? WHERE IS IT!?!
Looking for the cold release of steel.
Frantic in the search for death.

in frantic reckless
there is only shit
to search to feel
they find only crystal meth

Too many false starts mark my arm
from other shouts for help or aid
all too shallow for real harm
now where's that sharper blade?

No fear a slow release
Red ribbons of grace descend
Give me my self
Let me go damn you

Cold death grips my tongue
Your voices will cease
I sink away from you
Into this hellish abyss

Now embalmed in darkness
there is no fear of death
with all worldly sins
now light years away...

raj (sublime_ocean)

Even I finally did something right................................

i couldn't understand what you mean by "Even i finally did something right"...can you please expand on that?..please do..

raj (sublime_ocean)

Groping in the darkness...
Where is it? WHERE IS IT!?!
Looking for the cold release of steel.
Frantic in the search for death.

in frantic reckless
there is only shit
to search to feel
they find only crystal meth

Too many false starts mark my arm
from other shouts for help or aid
all too shallow for real harm
now where's that sharper blade?

No fear a slow release
Red ribbons of grace descend
Give me my self
Let me go damn you

Cold death grips my tongue
Your voices will cease
I sink away from you
Into this hellish abyss

Now embalmed in darkness
there is no fear of death
with all worldly sins
now light years away...

The inevitable psychosis
is positive osmosis
of brain cells dead
positive dread

Even I finally did something right................................

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