Drug Fixation.

Drug Fixation.

A Poem by Natasha

Chemically imbalanced
                    Membranes gone insane

My thoughts

Drip

Down

Like

Molassess

Static-up-reception
(Making sense a thing of the past)

No longer
Not here
No more

To think
          This is
               What happens
                             When I walk
          Right
                  Past

You.

© 2009 Natasha


Author's Note

Natasha
I like this one. Describes how I feel at the moment. Nixing the negative, of course.
Say what you will.

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Safe to say it's concrete? I like the dripping imagery enhanced by vertical one liners :).
And the last bit where you repeat the walking image with moving lines, and then it repeats itself seems to connect with your desire to have that "drug fixation"; as in you step back again to get another fix.
Static-up-reception...hm...

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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classy!!

:) Smiles,
Poetic Soul

Posted 16 Years Ago


Very creative! I like how scattered the words are and you use them well! Very erratic! This piece interests me a lot!

Posted 16 Years Ago


This is great! The format is so unique. Great write!
"My thoughts

Drip

Down

Like

Molassess"

So descriptive! I really feel like I can relate to the feeling written about here.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Safe to say it's concrete? I like the dripping imagery enhanced by vertical one liners :).
And the last bit where you repeat the walking image with moving lines, and then it repeats itself seems to connect with your desire to have that "drug fixation"; as in you step back again to get another fix.
Static-up-reception...hm...

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I think this was delightfully written! Brillant.

Posted 16 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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Added on February 9, 2009

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