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Mourningcloak
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the most dangerous game

anna_grin
ANNAN
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 24th Mar 2013
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Poetry Contest

hunter, or hunted?
(it's a great book and a hilarious film, i highly recommend it. an inspiration for serial killers worldwide has to be good, right?)

........run.

poet Anonymous

"Just Dandy"
http://www.flixya.com/files-photo/n/a/z/nazir55-2406677.jpg
(He's Not Drunk, He's Feigning Sleep)

At Appleseed,
the master taught me skills,
simple things,
like how to kill.
Some say he doesn’t exist,
they lie.
I wait,
learned
how a mantis walks,
how a drunken monkey rolls
inside of another reality,
not psychotropic.
So predictable,
the endless
march of the hunter
and
the hunted,
wearing weakness
on sleeves like candy.
So sweet
is the sound
of breath
leaving
the corpse
of the weaker
ones.
In fact,
it’s just dandy.

poet Anonymous

the most dangerous game is a great story--read it in my sophomore year...fantastic write

lanooz
Twisted Dreamer
United States 14awards
Joined 21st July 2012
Forum Posts: 240

The Real Life Games


Where I'm from you have no choice but to be the hunter
though by being the hunter you often become the hunted
manic personas walking dead through the valley of death.
I've seen it all through my double suicide sliding doors
wondering what is in store for a mind filled with holes.
Take from who? Does it matter as long as it's not you?
That's what poverty will do to a mind trained to score,
playing on the boulevard all day leaves muscles sore
poor ghetto boy forced to hunt what doesn't belong
what a sad song the boulevard sings under the hot sun.
You hunt me and I hunt you, now we're even my son
say farewell to peace and anything resembling it
tonight we grab our tools and try to fix the un-repairable
Ourselves I can say with absolute confidence and certainty
Is there really a land where hunting is not forced upon?
Looking mean in an apron older than grandpas' watch
I left the block unattended just till next November
but in early December the chef will come back stronger
and ready to take the world by storm so be warned.
The real life Hunter Games is ready to commence. It's on!

Mourningcloak
Twisted Dreamer
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Joined 3rd Dec 2012
Forum Posts: 61

My Favorite Game

One of you here will be hunted  
For quite some time that's all I've wanted
Picked randomly one is selected    
No volunteers can be accepted
 
You will be taken against your will  
And forced to play a game of thrill
Deep in the woods the game is played      
The rules are clear that I have made
 
Survive the night and you'll go free        
All the while eluding me
The hunt will start when I say go      
I'll shoot you now if you say no  
 
Thirty minutes I'll give to you          
A sporting chance til I pursue
Don't be afraid this won't take long    
Die with honor and finish strong
 
Deep Underground is where I've found      
To be the perfect hunting ground
Here writers think three moves ahead      
But unlike chess check means you're dead
 
Somehow you must stay wide awake
The forest waits for your mistake                      
A panicked mind will not prevail              
Distractions leave an easy trail  
           
I hear the sound of branches crack                    
I slowly cock my crossbow back
A laser scope has you in sight
Long streaks of red cut through the night
 
An arrow flies to meet its mark
Shrieks echo from the distant dark
Gasp for miles to catch your breath                  
You can't outrun a certain death
 
Tracked for hours and losing speed                        
But time won't give you what you need
I see your eyes caught in the moon    
And taste the kill that's coming soon
 
There on the ground against a log
The chase ends with the morning fog
With bloody hands you beg and cry        
You pee yourself before you die
 
Then always comes my favorite part
A close range shot that stops your heart
Once more I pose holding my prize
Sometimes I like to keep the eyes
 
Against your mouth I press my lips
I bite your tongue until it rips
Your genitals I will eat first  
And drink your blood to quench my thirst
 
Deep Underground now minus one
The game goes on until there's none
Human trophies align my wall
Not just the heads but skins and all
 
There's no country I haven't been
And every hunt I always win
Each month I'll draw a different name        
One more will play my favorite game

johnrot
Tyrant of Words
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Joined 10th Oct 2012
Forum Posts: 3645

if i was capable of feeling emotions i would say i love this woman.

i nominate mrs. grin for president.

anna_grin
ANNAN
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 24th Mar 2013
Forum Posts: 3367

not enough competition entries they say. but comments!!! lanooz, i love that serotonin. kind of loose structurally. mourningcloak, you have that iambic thang going on and i like it but the pace is treadmill. STRIDER. i will have to name you winner. thats all

MadameLavender
Guardian of Shadows
United States 86awards
Joined 17th Feb 2013
Forum Posts: 5594

Anna-- in order to close this comp, you'll either have to choose a winner from those who are still members (can't award a trophy to a no longer member), or we can send it to vote if you'd rather. Let us know and thanks!

anna_grin
ANNAN
Dangerous Mind
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Joined 24th Mar 2013
Forum Posts: 3367

alright madame, alright, it wont let me choose a winner because there were "not enough entries". actally if you could relay that up the chain of command and see what can e done about it

MadameLavender
Guardian of Shadows
United States 86awards
Joined 17th Feb 2013
Forum Posts: 5594

Thanks Anna--will send it to voting once a free slot opens up!

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