The Countdown

The Countdown

A Poem by Phoebe Woode


                 The Countdown

There is exactly one day until the moon completes its orbit around the earth.

By then I should have already ripped my heart out of my rib cage.

I mean my coffin and offered it to you.

But, tell me how can I express myself

when there are not enough synonyms for the word love in the dictionary, and when every other word feels like it has been used by one of those girls who try to hunt you down with their bodies. Know that I try so hard not to be like them.


There are exactly two weeks until you leave.

I still got time, but this weight is becoming heavier by the second.

The grams of time are becoming impatient,

they are telling me that time is almost up,

that I have to choose.

I have decided that the words will come out of the well of my throat

even if I have to resurrect them myself, and even if they puncture every living  cell.

Yet, there is no guarantee that you will respond the way I have wanted.

Then what shall I do?


There are exactly twenty-four hours until you leave.

Your room is empty and your luggage is full.

I wonder how long the unspoken words will remain buried beneath my flesh.

Listen,I was never good with words,

just like the time they always seemed to disappear when I needed them.


There is precisely one minute,

59, 58 57 seconds until you leave, the cab is waiting outside. And I still continue with the countdown..28 27 26 25 24 seconds. I don’t have enough time left.

I watch the seconds disappear into nothing.

I still can’t find enough tangible words to describe these vehement feelings.


Suppose I had enough time, would I have done anything differently?

I would have probably mindlessly continued counting down,spending my time so lavishly until the smallest gram of time had remained motionless on the palms of my hands or until the moon had gotten tired of dancing around the earth.


I think I just now realized that the countdown was fueling my


self-deception,


 and self-deception is the strongest placebo there is.


Isn’t it?


© 2016 Phoebe Woode



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I am beginning to think you have a time stamp poetic syndrome (whatever that means). It does give your poetry a sort of nuance edge though. I like how the piece is moved by the urgency of the poets emotions. And I also like how the poem ends hinting an an urgent countdown to the countdown.

Anyways, before I ramble off on countdowns and poem time stamps, let me not forget the most important thing I wanted to say about this piece. It's a good one, Phoebe. Keep writing.

Posted 1 Year Ago


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Phoebe Woode

1 Year Ago

Haha.. for some reason I always find myself writing about time lol.

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Mifa

1 Year Ago

You're welcome.



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A lovely and beautiful piece of writing friend, I really appreciate your ideas.
Well done.

Regards,
SSA

P.S Do review me. And keep on writing dude.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Phoebe Woode

1 Year Ago

Thanks,
SSA, for responding and reading this :)
I am beginning to think you have a time stamp poetic syndrome (whatever that means). It does give your poetry a sort of nuance edge though. I like how the piece is moved by the urgency of the poets emotions. And I also like how the poem ends hinting an an urgent countdown to the countdown.

Anyways, before I ramble off on countdowns and poem time stamps, let me not forget the most important thing I wanted to say about this piece. It's a good one, Phoebe. Keep writing.

Posted 1 Year Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Phoebe Woode

1 Year Ago

Haha.. for some reason I always find myself writing about time lol.

Thanks
Mifa

1 Year Ago

You're welcome.
Very nice writing ! Very sensitive and will undoubtly be loved by sensitive readers. I would advise you to be more focused on one theme when you want to describe love. And evolve in this theme, the way your past experience did ( I personnaly liked the comparison with empoisonnement, I'm taking that in my next writing, I'm telling you ;D).

But don't take my advice to seriously, these lines were well written, you're good I've already read some of your other stuff ( I really liked "we" for example,who was more themed) and I can't wait to see what you'll do next !

Posted 1 Year Ago


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Phoebe Woode

1 Year Ago

Thanks! :)
Moonowl

1 Year Ago

Soryy my review was actually for "Game Over" not for this one ':
Phoebe Woode

1 Year Ago

ah ok lol .
Very nice. I get how you feel! I enjoyed this read :) ♡
Would you mind reviewing my "newest" poem that is under the name "No Title".

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Phoebe Woode

1 Year Ago

thanks,
I will review yours as well
LittleBear

1 Year Ago

No problem. Thank you :)
I love it great poem girl you rock♡♡♡

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Phoebe Woode

1 Year Ago

Thanks :) :)
Pink Pastel

1 Year Ago

Your welcome☆_☆
I love the phrase "one of those girls who try to hunt you down with their bodies." Well done.

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Phoebe Woode

1 Year Ago

Thanks! for your response!
I love that phrase as well :)
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I like this, the countdown idea ties it all together nicely whilst expressing a sense of urgency. Very emotional, good job.

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Phoebe Woode

1 Year Ago

Thanks ! for your response!

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