Cover the mirrors?
Fall into weeping hysteria
Grasp at bloody shards,
the tired shreds of what was?
Come kiss me goodbye then.
A proper shroud beckons.
I only mourn
The waste of my time.
42 words in response to the question, "Have all your clocks stopped?" As I am jumping back into these writing prompts after a short hiatus, I would very much appreciate any and all constructive criticism.
uh oh...why are the shards bloody? I think I like the tired shreds better. ;)
ReplyDeleteSomeone is getting told! Lyssa x
ReplyDeleteI only mourn the waste of my time. Brilliant. Love that. It sounds like the end of a tumultuous relationship.
ReplyDelete(Huh, a word with 4 u's. I have alphabet on the brain. Is this challenge over yet? Wait--yet! Another y-word. Gah.)
I feel this way pretty much every time a reality show ends on Bravo. Yeah, they get me for a little while, but I don't miss them when they are gone, just the time is spent sucking them in like m&ms
ReplyDeleteGREAT last line. I love the strong voice - it sounds like someone knows what she's worth. :) Sorry you missed the grid this week, but I'm thrilled you're hitchhiking along!
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