whatever the reason
a little bit of Discomfort
and Impatience
and Frustration
is better than this awkward, crushing loneliness,
which I only have because I had something to admit,1
is better than feeling that you will never adequately love again2
is better than spending Friday Nights and Saturday Nights and Sunday Nights
full of hard liquor and years
of experience, trying to justify what you’ve done with what you could have had3
is better than knowing that one frail myth is all that’s keeping
you from feeling
me from feeling like a human being again4
and every time we speak
I can’t hear words; I see lips move and I see the horrible present and terrifying future
knowing that even worlds away
you are there
me, I'm here
And we are still apart.5
is better than spending weeks in double-edged conversation,
you, trying to injure me into failure,
me, trying to fail so you won’t injure me
because the only injury is that you try6
and every time we speak
I can’t hear words; I see us in a room close together
not our bodies
just ourselves
and they are separated by your thin, foil armour, stifling and
cold7
whatever the reason
a little bit of Discomfort
and Impatience
and Frustration
beats this alchemy that you and I do
perpetually trying and never running from the dangers or the pains
because one day we might make lead into gold
A contest entry
- They Were Wrong! by callthexylophone.
600 points, ended May 17, 2008, 20 entries
• next story in this contest, remove from contest - Options by autarky.
450 points, ended June 18, 2008, 19 entries
• next story in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I like this, but how can you enter my misjudged contest if you've never been judged before? I'll let this one slide for now. You're welcome.
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Let me say this, this is probably one of the best things I have ever on this site, that I could love as much as this. The voids of emotion you have displayed in a few words. One thing more I must say, you must be a fantastic writer because from this I have gained perspective on how you write and let me say you have a broad future.


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Holy shit.
...I love this. O.O
"is better than spending Friday Nights and Saturday Nights and Sunday Nights
full of hard liquor and years
of experience, of trying to justify what you’ve done with what you could have had"
^ I read that 5 times because I can't get the fuck over how great it is.
Damn. Why can't I write stuff like that?
I'm jealous.
-jj




