when twines become tangles

when twines become tangles

A Poem by Dark Twain
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F.T.W. Doesn't mean F**k The World TIL

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when did the twine become a tangle
why has my life become a book
I've broken down to your elements
it was just your smell
it was just that look
it's the way you f**k
it's the things you cook
I can find you in a bottle
I can rub you out

© 2011 Dark Twain


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Awesome to see you post again. :)

Honestly, I think that this is one of the very, very few poems that I've ever read that has such a strong sense of rhythm and flow by itself that it doesn't need punctuation. Same thing with the repetition; it usually drives me absolutely crazy, but this definitely accomplishes what it needs to without becoming dull or monotonous. Awesome piece.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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the way you f**k

Posted 12 Years Ago


raw and gnashing soul spilled glory~ your structure is flawless~ perfect emotional pitch~

Posted 12 Years Ago


Awesome to see you post again. :)

Honestly, I think that this is one of the very, very few poems that I've ever read that has such a strong sense of rhythm and flow by itself that it doesn't need punctuation. Same thing with the repetition; it usually drives me absolutely crazy, but this definitely accomplishes what it needs to without becoming dull or monotonous. Awesome piece.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Dark Twain
Dark Twain

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