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11-25-2020, 03:40 AM | #1 |
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WEEK THREE CONTENDERS: LUCIPHER HOWLZ 2-0 vs UNIVERSE 2-0 UNI WINS VIA NS
AOWL Season IX
@Universe @Lucipher Howlz Verse Due: TUESDAY DECEMBER 1ST @ 11:59PM EST Line min: 10 Max: 50 Rules:http://www.netcees.org/showthread.php?t=145451[/b] Topic: Good luck! |
11-25-2020, 01:41 PM | #2 |
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Submerged
"We are all bodies of water, guarding the mystery of our depths... but some of us have more to guard than others." - Deborah Smith ...... Arthur My home is a fishbowl, sitting alone near a window made parts of me softer My reflection and the ocean merged to create a body of water Every single bone keeps aching; My keepsake is a black box on my dresser Reminding me I lost my son to a Black Man... but that's all I remember Had years of substance abuse, now I keep Trident gum in my room Each one's a memento informing me I can possess whatever I choose... I want to open the floodgates, but I don't think my words are that fluid They say water has no shape yet I always circle back to it I don't view past articles in newsprint... all the dumb shit they wrote I was told it's either sink or swim for me, but what if it's both? My left hand was severed, but not showing all limbs left me stumped Almost as much as my wife leaving with "uncloseable rifts" between us They said I drank like a fish to cope, if so I would never be sober If you get my drift... I keep my friends close and memories closer A hand heats up my cold shoulder - Mareena, I knew her face in a second But I'm missing some basic element to make the connection... (hmm) She said, "I'm granting your death wish..." Some people are coerced to the brink Determined to be together, but only linking below the surface of things It hurts to keep it locked up inside, eager for water I cry The black box at my side hides the truth I don't want her to find (yet) I'm a product of my environment... an unheard of agreement Cuz for me, food for thought pools atop the surface, uneaten... Mareena You're going off the deep end, a wave of emotion which you're entitled to But origins don't define truth any more than diving boards define a pool My mom was your primary caregiver, she said you were part of an elite group And that black box under her supervision nobody would ever see through Then mom passed away in her sleep; Soon I became your doctor and aide I don't believe you lost your mind, Arthur... I think you locked it away You have water on the brain, lungs riddled with cystic fibrosis Your body's giving you an eviction notice; I delivered the diagnosis Huntington's disease - It represents degeneration of nerve cells in the brain Like a runaway train... even steps from heaven one's hell can remain It’s insane to grant your death wish; I dropped to my knees and just wept But it's not feasible to deny you something I can't seem to accept I smuggled you to the beach, your cool facade unleashed tsunamis beneath If I seeped an extra litre to your bloodstream you would probably leak Reached the sea, the water broke like a pregnancy no pills could erase Echolocation, you submerged and raised up a pillar of strength You smiled, unlocked the black box and reached your right hand toward me Then said, "I'm sorry for the untimely warning, but this is my life story" I opened the box to comics and newspapers from around the world My jaw agape, headlines proclaim, 'Aquaman Saves Drowning Girl!' 'Black Manta Kills Aquababy' – It’s not the right way to get news Yet there's you, Trident of Neptune with a modified plated wetsuit A note read, 'To Mareena, my daughter... you think that name was a fluke?' 'Baby even your mother knew what was in this black case was for you...' Then you took off like a typhoon, it was like seeing an undertow lift But what went over my head was now just water under the bridge Thought I had a selfish father, turns out, he was just one of the fish Coming to grips, I looked at the water and whispered... "Son of a bitch..."
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12-06-2020, 11:54 PM | #5 |
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this is really good, Uni. It read like a character sketch written with philosophical musing. lots of really cool lines to be honest. it was written with strong theme. This verse seems to touch on the ramifications of trauma. Aquaman is my least favorite Justice League member so i went in not thinking i would like this but you changed my mind, my man. This was an exceptionally written piece of work. Good job, Uni. you haven't lost your stride. always a pleasure my man.
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