Challenge: The perfect ten.

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tungtied2u said:
a knotless balloon
let loose
I splutter in circles
deflating

I know that feeling
flying rudderless
emptying my captured
breath.

:rose:
 
Tristesse said:
I know that feeling
flying rudderless
emptying my captured
breath.

not tethered to you
I disperse like hydrogen

aimlessly,
everywhere

-tz
 
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Tristesse said:
Lighter than air
I look up
to see you
disappear.

Ionosphere.
Gee, never been this high!
Hope I'm not acrophobic.

-tz
 
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PatCarrington said:
walking on Edgar-Quinet,
in the dirty linen
of tristan’s prayers.

I am dying, Isolde,
content. Affirmed of our
unstained love.

-tz
 
PatCarrington said:
some drinking
creates new thirsts
that last even
through death.

Prelude's anxious chord
initiates tension
unrelieved
until transfiguration.

The end.

-tz
 
PatCarrington said:
(that's wild) :D
who named it?
Tristan? Jean-Paul?
At whose stone?

Quinet's here too,
Before me.
I want Simone's strawberry tart.

-tz
 
Tzara said:
Prelude's anxious chord
initiates tension
unrelieved
until transfiguration.

The end.

-tz

forever
riding the Metro
to Raspail, choosing
cake or cherries.
 
PatCarrington said:
forever
riding the Metro
to Raspail, choosing
cake or cherries.

Avoid the Concorde
station. Too near the
Seine.

Sewer gas.

-tz
 
perpetually
elusive
regarding
familiar
entities
can
thoughtlessly

trigger
ennui
noir

in other words
dont ignore
friends
or spend nights bored.

lol

*walks away shaking my head...
 
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