Fruitless seed
My sparkly
studded
leather belt
is gone
It is gone
for all eternity
Infinity
It was here
Now I can't find it
In my room
This sense of loss
Too huge
to bear
It eats me
Chew, chew.
The sparkles
were a universe
My universe
So sparkly
Now lost
Sucked into a void
DESTROYED
My hope is gone
I cry forever.
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Fruitless seed
Every life has a measure of sorrow, and sometimes this is what awakens us. Steven Tyler
I really liked this poem except for the 4th stanza. I think it reads better without it. But I love the over the top anguish of a lost belt. It is how a teenager in the depths of self absorption would feel - you caught it perfectly! It make me smile.
Thanks
Much appreciated :)
The entries I've submitted were originally made for the sole amusement of a wonderfully clever girl I've been seeing lately.
On her insistence I posted them online after finding a suitable forum.
Would be nice to find one that was actually frequented by the kind of people I try to parody, though :)