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Array ( [sid] => 186516 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Mysterious Dimension [time] => 2019-09-09 06:10:20 [hometext] => [bodytext] => I am trapped in a decaying body
on a dying planet
where being human
is not aloud

been stranded
in this mysterious dimension
for so long now
I may not ever get out

the eyes in my head
roll round and round
from me mentally
jerkin back and forth
trying not to fall off
a cloud

social interactions are overwhelming
things got complicated
I need to speak to someone now

call an ambulance
called everybody
no one answered
when you are in need
no one is ever around

do not know if i am coming
or going or leaving
found myself standing in the bedroom
not knowing what I came in there for

I feel no sorrow
I feel no hate
I feel nothing at all
since I fell into doubt
I do not go out any more

The deeply infected
communicate from their bunkers
dropping verbal and electric bombs
the carnage exposes the ones that were borderline
when their monsters merge
the hate is profound

bags of water
jerk back and forth
lubricating the earths surface
the ripples of our emotional corruption
dripped into the oceans
and now the poisons spread all around

I often ramble
I am all over the place
sometimes I do not know
what I am talking about

did i forget to mention
I am off balance in a mysterious dimension
a place where humans
can still be found
though they are no longer aloud [comments] => 2 [counter] => 92 [topic] => 43 [informant] => unknown_utopia [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => oops )
Mysterious Dimension

Contributed by unknown_utopia on Monday, 9th September 2019 @ 06:10:20 AM in AEST
Topic: oops



I am trapped in a decaying body
on a dying planet
where being human
is not aloud

been stranded
in this mysterious dimension
for so long now
I may not ever get out

the eyes in my head
roll round and round
from me mentally
jerkin back and forth
trying not to fall off
a cloud

social interactions are overwhelming
things got complicated
I need to speak to someone now

call an ambulance
called everybody
no one answered
when you are in need
no one is ever around

do not know if i am coming
or going or leaving
found myself standing in the bedroom
not knowing what I came in there for

I feel no sorrow
I feel no hate
I feel nothing at all
since I fell into doubt
I do not go out any more

The deeply infected
communicate from their bunkers
dropping verbal and electric bombs
the carnage exposes the ones that were borderline
when their monsters merge
the hate is profound

bags of water
jerk back and forth
lubricating the earths surface
the ripples of our emotional corruption
dripped into the oceans
and now the poisons spread all around

I often ramble
I am all over the place
sometimes I do not know
what I am talking about

did i forget to mention
I am off balance in a mysterious dimension
a place where humans
can still be found
though they are no longer aloud




Copyright © unknown_utopia ... [ 2019-09-09 06:10:20]
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Re: Mysterious Dimension (User Rating: 1 )
by JamesStockdale on Monday, 9th September 2019 @ 01:40:04 PM AEST
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I think we all have been there.
Sometimes being numb to the world is a good thing.
The impact life can have on us is sad.... great write!


Re: Mysterious Dimension (User Rating: 1 )
by hauntedscorp on Saturday, 14th September 2019 @ 12:57:49 AM AEST
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This is well laid out and thought out.
I enjoyed the discombobulated, alien on a foreign planet, style you wrote this with.
It gives this piece a memorable and playful touch while delivering an introspective write.


~Scorp




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