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I am caught between the gutter and sidewalkmy heart thumps when I see the flickering sunsetmy foot hits a bottleI look down at my bloody toewhich has now carved into a stonemy legs have vanishedmy shadow is crookedand my innards gurgle outI try to figure out why your body twitched when I am the one who is hurt"I wake to find myself typing away furiously,my words falling all over-operation writing accomplished"
The words tumbled out well and you completed the operation too!! ;)
ReplyDeletesmart write.
ReplyDeleteYou are developing such awesome imagery in your writing. In reading this particular piece I can remember so many years ago just that feeling of hurt. Love the culprit again of course!
ReplyDeletewell penned.
ReplyDeleteI like it. I feel it.
ReplyDeleteProfound and provocative!
ReplyDeleteas tumblewords said it, very profound indeed
ReplyDeleteThis is an explosion of creativity!!!
ReplyDeleteVisual and profound.
ReplyDeleteVery gruesome, vivid and .... yucky! LOL
ReplyDeleteYour creative juices really flowed! Great Magpie.
ReplyDeleteRemarkable!
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ReplyDeleteWhat a sharp, well written piece..deeply felt..
ReplyDeleteWonderful writing...I really enjoyed the story you weave in this poem.
ReplyDeleteTumbling words are better than ones which remain stuck. ♥
ReplyDeleteWell-written...liked it. // Peter.
ReplyDeletereally like that question of why they were the one that twitched...and as always your last line pulls us in whole other directions...
ReplyDeleteDear Gautaumi: Sounds like a case of writer-warrior syndrome! Need another case of beer here! Excellent tale told (unfortunately totalled the dear writer!). Blood letting sounds much easier than "twitching". (nerves still alive and full function!)
ReplyDeleteI like the image this evokes, Gautami.
ReplyDeletePamela
Clever! The writing is accomplished, but at what price. Your conclusions always enhance the poem. I admire that.
ReplyDeleteprofound and evocative indeed.
ReplyDeletesmart piece.
ReplyDeleteseamless connection... dynamite writing!!!
ReplyDeleteShort and sweet and oh so nice....
ReplyDeleteA gruesome tale well penned.
ReplyDeleteNice take on the wordle and on the "operation" prompt (hope you were doing them both!). This is visceral and heartfelt at once. I really got into the "love connection." Good writing, my dear! Amy
ReplyDeletehttp://sharplittlepencil.wordpress.com/2011/11/01/skin-like-a-cloak/
reminds me of a samuel beckett poem,
ReplyDeletedesolation with strong clarity.
Your words found their way to the surface and they were very good. What descriptive lines.
ReplyDeleteso awesome
ReplyDeleteI like the surprise ending.
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