Science Lab

by Spam   Nov 30, 2005


Chemicals spilling,
The lonely glass continuously filling,
Regrets react
With alarming speed to the facts,
Base line explodes,
The elements forming at my toes,
Forcing thir way,
Into my stomach, jumping in their place,
Giving me the feeling,
Of this toxic compound spilling,
Tearing away at me
Eroding my shell of protectiveness,
A chemical reaction
A spark of helplessness for a fraction,
The second slides,
Forces it's way into a minute in my mind,
Then multiplies, hours,
It's a lonely experiment
Turning lonelyness sour.

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  • 18 years ago

    by mesolithic

    This has a sort of schitzophrenic (mind the spelling) feel to it, the solid rhythmic pulse which is usually used in happier poems gives it a more upbeat feel, but the words nearing the end give a darker, more disturbing fel. rock on dude !

    ralb

  • 18 years ago

    by mesolithic

    This has a sort of schitzophrenic (mind the spelling) feel to it, the solid rhythmic pulse which is usually used in happier poems gives it a more upbeat feel, but the words nearing the end give a darker, more disturbing fel. rock on dude !

    ralb

  • 18 years ago

    by Ariana

    OO, I liked it. Very unique, the 'flow' of this is quite unusual - but it fits in together really well. Nice job :)

  • 18 years ago

    by disorientated

    Why do you rate all your poems 5/5?
    don't like it.

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