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Hear, blink, pick
Up I never landed.
With red around
The Others
At least
I could quit.
Concentrate on
Anywhere.
Start rampaging,
Without fear,
Hitting at doubt.
Rattled, and
Half paralyzed.
Yeah, I’m not really sure what happened here… Though it certainly fits the source material.
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Daylight
Bare, queasy
Seconds
Hit.
They
Tangle,
Scatter,
Jump,
I was
Trying
To commit…
Maybe
Trying to
Something…
Whatever it
Was.
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outdoors
looking
flash,dazzle
blink(ing) hard
my eyes
toasted
anxiety
second
second
second
half a dozen…
(blackness)
All te right elements were there! Sudden blindness is probably one of the most horrifying things I could imagine. The poem doesn’t convey that though…
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miles outside
sweeping [up]
moving
fast
speed
saves you
straight,
forward,
leap,
advance
seconds
and kiss [the sun]
on [the] way
fanning
flame[s]
fire [and] luck
brilliance
cosmic
clean
There were lots of movement words on this page and I wanted to use them. I thought they fit an eagle or a hawk and perhaps the emotions and feelings that it might feel as it soared. It’s a little abstract but trying to translate another species emotions will do that to language… Like this: Like Loading...
