Free verse № 127615
Arson
Bridge soaked in alcohol
I lit the match
finality in view.
I saw your face
as the blaze began,
tears from the heat,
eyes half closed.
I watched in silence as timber
blackened, quivered then fell.
You and I
previously entwined
At once became islands.
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"Bridge soaked in alcohol
I lit the match
I saw your face
as the blaze began
I watched in silence as timber blackened."
I give my variation on your poem a -6-
as for egotistical.. why of course.. aren't we all. We post on poemranker do we not?
2nd - megalomia is A psychopathological condition characterized by delusional fantasies of wealth, power, or omnipotence.
So... all that to say...huh? you go from calling me egotistical to megalomaniacal? I think you just used a big word for which you didn't know the definition to try to slam me some more. Ah well. I tried not to say it, but your poem does suck. so get over it. grow your own self.
You yourself may not be one, but don't take your gender as a dead certainty.
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