No World Part 6: College Ruled

No World Part 6: College Ruled

A Poem by P.J. Amey

I hope she

We sat at a table,
in a crowded room,
in what seemed like a hotel,
Are you really gonna start up with this again...
She looked at me with a smirk.
What was I supposed to say?
I waited for her to connect the dots, all this crap seemed so fragmented.
You did that not me...
I saw her grab a piece of lined paper. 
And from the table rolled a pan, 
that found its way neatly into her hand. 
As she wrote...
Don't you ever get tired of talking so emotionally,
It pains me to think of all the effort you waste sounding well versed.
Fair enough.. but this was supposed to be a poetic retelling of this dream.
Why now even in writing it, do you persist to be so abrupt in everything....

Can you shut up, I'm writing.
You said you were gonna prove how you were the realistic portrayal of Olphena. 
Where is that proof?
I've been dragged across a random f*****g city and for what? 
What started off as an odd, yet delightful....

What are you getting mad about, me bringing you back to a sensible medium?
I'm mad because...
Whatever, I don't care. Read this...

© 2018 P.J. Amey

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This is a mind-blowing piece of writing. I loved it! May I ask whether the marginalized lines are mind voices?

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Yes, almost like a back and forth exchange

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