Challenge: The Perfect Ten (v2.0)

[Tzara]

Sometimes love brings tears.
We need vitamins
to remain healthy.

near the end
..................she threw
folic acid at my face

 

[clutching_calliope]

.....

 

[Tzara]

got my acids mixed....
thought it was a

juicy orange.

I just wanted
to pinch a tomato

......not wear one

 

[Last_Kiss]

near the end
..................she threw
folic acid at my face

pollution
confusion
solution
never
revolution

 

[vampiredust]

Its Cold And I Can Hear Scratching Noises Outside...

I'm talkative
only in death.

Ironic, isn't it?

 

[Tzara]

O! A love
........so calm as kidneys

..floating in alcohol.

 

[Tzara]

I'm talkative
only in death.

Ironic, isn't it?

The corpse speaks:
..........dead dead .....dead ..........dead

It's not surprising.

 

[MsBug]

dancing shoes by the door
tonight they get a workout

 

[Tzara]

She walks away
......................knowing
....my stare snares me.

Ah, motion!

 

[Guest]

knowing
what I do
now
no
not now
no
more.

 

[vampiredust]

The Sky Is A TS

There are holes
in the sky's pantyhose,

rain gapes through.

 

[clutching_calliope]

.....

 

[MsBug]

Crumbs on a napkin,
tangible remains of
chocolate
brownie
bliss.

 

[vampiredust]

The chainmail ribbon
hanging from the sky

floats away

 

[MsBug]

Feathers on the wind,
thoughts follow.
Free of earthly restraint.

 

[Miss Oatlash]

A chocolate shake.
Her last pleasure.


For Edie

 

[clutching_calliope]

.....

 

[Willows_Tears]

rejected again.
could it be writing is it's own reward?

and its own punishment
lift your shirt
let's compare scars

 

[vampiredust]

Bra on floor,

Wind giggles.

 

[Guest]

Bra on floor,

Wind giggles.

Bra on floor.

Breasts jiggle.

 

[vampiredust]

shadows moan,
moon blushes

 

[Tzara]

Bra on floor.

Breasts jiggle.

bra falls to floor
....his loosed jaw

follows

 

[Tzara]

rejected again.
could it be writing is it's own reward?

As Sacher-Masoch knew,
writing sometimes can be

....Venus, interred.

 

[Tzara]

wax figure stands
.....under hot lights

skin melting
.....like youth

 

[Sex and Death]

A stone knows its place in the wind --

down low.