the last of her

the last of her

A Poem by freelancejouster






hindered only by psychological creatures
and an annoying conscience with a bad attitude
she watched the rocks crumble around her feet
with something like bemusement and a
drug-addled smile upon her translucent face.

she knew, were she in a lesser state of mind
that she might just be tempted
to traverse the invisible bridge
which lay before her bedazzled stiletto-clad feet
into the great perhaps.



though.  upon reconsidering,
she doubted that she'd been in much lesser
a mental state than quite recently
and she felt as if her feet wanted to slip anyway.

my god, were those shoes expensive.






© 2012 freelancejouster


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hahahaha.... :)

You had me thinking of a lot of obscure things but you wrap it up in an excellent twist of dark humour...

'though. upon reconsidering,
she doubted that she'd been in much lesser
a mental state than quite recently
and she felt as if her feet wanted to slip anyway.

my god, were those shoes expensive.'

Genius!

Posted 12 Years Ago


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hahahaha.... :)

You had me thinking of a lot of obscure things but you wrap it up in an excellent twist of dark humour...

'though. upon reconsidering,
she doubted that she'd been in much lesser
a mental state than quite recently
and she felt as if her feet wanted to slip anyway.

my god, were those shoes expensive.'

Genius!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Great write. Love the last line. :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


:) All that pondering and wondering, and it all comes back to shoe prices! LOL!

You have an amazing and original humour to help convey your genius.

:)

This is MMM MMM Good!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

WHY NO RHYTHM??? (is that right?) Doesnt matter. I am beside myself with confused emotions... why do you never use rhythm??? lol. Very good otherwise dear, props to you! *claps for you*

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is a very good poem, well observed, really like the first verse, a neat attack upon the intellectual poverty and stupidty of taking drugs, and a great running metaphor of shoes, feet and bridge, fine poem.

Posted 12 Years Ago


This is clever, funny and original.

Posted 12 Years Ago



This was very surrealistic to me, with a dash of comedy thrown right in, a combination I don't get to see enough of on here.

Posted 12 Years Ago


'great perhaps' -fantastic poetry
i like the twist of the last line too.

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Tags: suicide, thoughts, bridge, jumping, stilettos, shoes

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