A soul floats up, uneasy and restless wondering what just happened, only to see the deceased body lying on the floor, in a puddle of blood. A life taken, and a man walks out as though nothing happened and continues to roam on. Wondering throughout the air, in a swift effortless motions the soul realizes what has just happened. Death. Dishonor. Illusion. Or is it real? But how on earth, could this have happened?
There is the energy of a club or party here. I like the voice. I would have liked a bit more desciption of the bathroom. The smells and sounds.
ReplyDeleteIs the man that walks out death himself? I'm confused...but I like it.
It's crazy how the mood shifts from being at a club and thinking that this is a party scene somewhere full of energy and fun and then it's knocked down with someone getting killed. Kind of scary and kind of confusing but interesting.
ReplyDeleteFor teen-agers, this situation seems so surreal and scary. Considering that death itself is confusing, I can appreciate the confusing context of the setting in this poem.
ReplyDeletei thought that this was really interesting. It was actually a really creative idea and that, the descriptions were really nice and thought out.
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