dot dot dot
Final entry, I promise, for Raymond G. Taylor's "Oh Jeff flash fiction challenge"
Oh, Jeff... I love you too... but - read my message closer.
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Dot dot dot, missing word missing word missing word.
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Oh, Jeff, why did you? I love you too, love the idea, but - read the message closer.
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Oh Humility,
Joy everlasting—fucking fable,
Wishful, hopeful—yearning—
Died in dreich,
Yearning over unattainable Intimacy,
Left out—violently eviscerated,
Yearning over—unattainable
Twosome—over, over,
Left out violently—eviscerated
Time heals... eventually?
I don't even agree
Because—unanimous terminus
Left out violently—eviscerated
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Thanks for reading!
Author's Notes: Likely my fourth and final entry for Raymond's awesome challenge (information can be found following the link below) I don't really want to go into too much detail. But, yes, the dots in the title and in the piece are a reference to the ellipses and the Benday dots that Lichtenstein was famous for using in much of his work.
Then I thought filling in the gaps created by the ellipses might be interesting and then thought creating an acrostic out of the "full" version would be a good match to Lichtenstein's style and many of the themes he tackled.
The Challenge:
Here are my other three entries:
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Comments (12)
Brilliant & Unique!
How incredibly clever, Paul! A wonderful poetry entry!
Very creative and cool entry!
Sir Paul, you are like soooo freaking brilliant! If I could, I'd steal your brain, lol
Ooo this was creative! Love it, Paul!
I like that you went poetic (as is your nature) with this entry, Paul!! Nicely done!!
You literally turned both Roy’s painting and his words into avatars for you and your poetry! Creepily brilliant! And I love, love, love your reimagined version of Roy’s image!
It read just as a lyric poem would to me. Good job.
I love the flow of this!
How very artsy of you! I love it!
Every one of your entries differ and they are all great.
nice work of art-sorry been really sick so not looking at Vocal