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The Bottom There once was a Girl who lived at The Bottom-- beneath The Surreal, near the Foggy Forgotten-- a careening chasm of a Careless Core. She was quick with Thoughts, but slow with Actions-- Too distracted by Dreams and Infertile Distractions-- those half-pigmented fragments of Self-Control. She surrounded herself with Good Intentions-- but made no Marks, no Crude Indentions-- and deeper she veered into her Visceral Lore. She’d pick and she’d poke at those pot-holed Ambitions-- She’d crinkle and crumple up crumpled Directions-- ‘Til the bottom was an ocean without room for shores. #Unreal #Poem #Poetry #CreativeWriting #TheBottom #Photography #Surreal #Dreams #Distractions #VisceralLore Visit our shop and subscribe. Sponsor us. Submit and become a contributor. Like us on Facebook and follow us on Twitter. Comments
Laura
7/27/2014 01:50:00 pm
I love this poem... the music of it, and that "foggy forgotten" is familiar to me! Thank you! Comments are closed.
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