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Don't You Just Hate Alarm Clocks - RED
3 33%
Tableu Vivant - NAVY
6 67%
Voters: 9.
#1
Since 3 people declined a 1v1...we're back here...its the REMATCH!


Don't You Just Hate Alarm Clocks

I awoke to my alarm clock scratching at my dreams,
dispersing them like a bottle astray at sea.
I was deciding whether to smash or ignore it,
'cause the alarm seemed to mimic my thoughts
for it kept vacillating between beeps and boops.
I chose to compromise and simply turn it off,
but my hand froze to the button,stuck,lost
Water vapor condensed in my room
forming dew on my plain, boring walls,
encrypting and brightening them with fresh radial designs.
Rain sept through cracked panels in my ceiling;
coming as plectrums imprinting bloody footprints
on the innocent canopy of my forest floor.
The clotted blood formed earmuffs as an insulator,
to strangle out the last drop of reality
turning the music into nothing more,
than a child's fiction book.
All the while,red iron began to take shape
in the crevices of my skin, hardening in my pores
and sprouting needles,showing the world a point,
maybe forming a futuristic fashion of hairstyles.
My room condensed further,
the morning dew crystallizing and reflecting
the bright green lights of my clock.
Every where i looked, i saw distorted mixtures
of the time; eight twenty-two.
I finally owned my own light show,
but to my dismay
a porcelain face nearby licked my consciousness,
and i awoke
to see my cat watching me,
to the sound of my alarm scratching at my dreams.....

I didn't dare touch it.



Tableau Vivant

Aside from svelte lines, circles of precipitation
would leave trails of their
whereabouts,
beyond the reach of evantide and eyes.
Scopic arms lash at unmarkedsurfaces;
hands hiding in pockets,
puddles I'd neither sink nor swim in.
Rationality left with the brake lights; sashaying instupor,
yet I remain,
with the aspiration to;
klaw, elbmuts, pots - spark a cigarette - dna
eunitnoc.
But the mitigation of monochromeat night,
courses irony to submiss in the headlights,
that construe;
an archetypal form,
an avatar of the milieu
set statical, within the mist of implicits amidst the fog:
phonetics made of manila paper fester behind
faltering teeth, since
inertia can be found curled up in the crease of the map.
I'dtip my trilby to you, but
I'm frozen for the fear of being struck down in my prime,
by an errant raindrop - after all,
my cigarette was left so visibly scarred by the ordeal.
Filth, pure filth... That's what you are.
#4
both were quite good... i loved the backwards words in THW's... but i think raggle has a really good piece here.
#7
The score is 6-2 and raggle is now banned, for ligitimate reasons. So basically its an automatic win, like with the Newbie Comp and with any other comp where this has happened.

Any objections?
Filth, pure filth... That's what you are.
#9
I Object!!

By closing this poll early, you are denying RagglewizzleMcNizzle or whatever his 14th amendment right to due process of the law. Furthermore, he was denied 7th amendment right to a trial by jury. The exact text from the U.S. Constitution is as follows, and I quote,

"In all criminal prosecutions, the accused shall enjoy the right to a speedy and public trial, by an impartial jury of the State and district wherein the crime shall have been committed, which district shall have been previously ascertained by law, and to be informed of the nature and cause of the accusation; to be confronted with the witnesses against him; to have compulsory process for obtaining witnesses in his favor, and to have the Assistance of Counsel for his defense."

This unwarranted assault on the inalienable rights of all people on God's green earth is a travesty that shall not go unanswered. I demand a swift and complete apology on behalf of the U.G. moderating team addressed to Rizzlenizzles, his family and and all of his friends, comrades and associates that may have been adversely affected by the prosecution's blatant disregard for the Constitution of the United States.

I rest my case.

; )
#13
yeah
They say good things come in small packages. You know what else comes in small packages? Unrelenting pain and horror.