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TEVA 833

September 26, 2013
By amandap PLATINUM, Midlothian, Virginia
amandap PLATINUM, Midlothian, Virginia
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The world beats slow as eyes turn to you;
Feet weight heavy – bottomless bricks.
My mind is a spiral neither down nor up,
A cloud of contentment buried in the greenery
Of your pills, broken down into two
Of right-brained me’s.
My thoughts are slow: I catch them
Like criminals, like fish. They rear
Their heads and allow me to see
The nature of myself.
I am lower than my knees,
Pressed fault deep against brain cells shed.
My skin has peeled – I am not who I was
Eight months past.
It is due three days before my blood runs clean.
Fumbling for –
Fumbling for –
Fumbling for –
They read slow motion in neatly typed lips:
Eyes crossed, words filled in uncommon shapes.
TEVA 833.

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Mckay ELITE said...
on Oct. 1 2013 at 2:17 pm
Mckay ELITE, Somewhere, Virginia
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Favorite Quote:
"The people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who do."
—Apple’s “Think Different” commercial, 1997
“Crazy people are considered mad by the rest of the society only because their intelligence isn't understood.”
― Weihui Zhou

I had to research what TEVA 833 was because I had no idea what you were talking about in this poem. Now I do. As for the poem, I really like the starting three lines. They capture the reader's attention at once. And the use of repition, particularly with the lines "Fumbling for..." and then "curemecureme, etc". Very nicely done. Congrats on the Editors' Choice.