Premiere Contest WinnerI Stink of Regret

The stench crawls up the mossy drapery in a 
house reeking with death. The sad part is
no one died here, just my soul. A mirror on 
the wall is a remnant of the God forsaken war
among me and… myself. 
A look in the mirror brings back lost and
confusing memories. Days of hard labor
and nights of manly pleasure. I try to
forget about the vile smell, but it’s just
too hard to let go. I cover my mouth and
hold my breath-

Madness masquerading in my mind's sheath-
Decayed dust drifts into the devil’s relief.

Trapped in a room with only three walls
I sit and wait for a breath I can muster. 
The longing for comfort in my bones is
deeper than the fragrance of loss. I
live for loss, and I’d die for it too.
This I know. 
I’m just a dirty soul who clings to death
like a suicidal maniac. I’ve been here 
before though, many times. I’ve felt the
pain of delight as glass has ripped up
my feet, leaving nothing but the scent
of foul blood-

Shouts of sinister sins save my spirit-
Frustration foretells fever, I can feel it.

Strangers visit and violate my soul. They
stay for days and after some time the aroma
of my secrets lingers on…on…and…on.
I’ve hidden laughter in the depths of
my stomach and when I am hungry I
sit and weep.
I cling to malodorous moments. You 
know, the ones that boil you so blazed 
you have to peel off your skin for relief-
To me, relief is in my poor manuscripts. 
I write plays of sadness and in the end
the Queen always dies from disease
or depression. I read verses and sense
nothingness. I try to forget the vile
smell of pain, but it's just too hard to let go.
I cover my mouth and hold my breath-

Fetid fragrances free me just to forget-
Sanctity savors my sadness as I stink of regret.


Fictional write for contest

Stink Contest
October 2, 2016
Copyright © | Year Posted 2016

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Troutman Avatar
October 9, 2016 at 10:44 AM
Very deep, great writing
Nayak Avatar
October 6, 2016 at 11:20 AM
Awesome Write!!! the stink of regret.....your words makes the reader feel it ....hearty congrats on the great win Luloo, a 7!:)// love, Anu:)
Darling Avatar
October 6, 2016 at 8:53 AM
Oh my!! That was so great!! Super duper stink contest! Loved it! ( :7!
Haight Avatar
October 5, 2016 at 8:17 PM
An amazing write, Laura. Congratulations on your well-deserved First Place Trophy win! Hugs, Sandra
Sergi Avatar
October 5, 2016 at 1:26 PM
Hi Laura: Great Write: You epitomized Stink to a new poetic level!
Daniel Avatar
October 4, 2016 at 11:44 PM
Very beautifully written, Laura:) deep and worthy of your first place win:) congratulations:) I'll come back after some time to check out your other poems dear friend:)
Scars Avatar
October 5, 2016 at 8:03 AM
thank you dear Jo :)-luloo
Canerdy Avatar
October 4, 2016 at 11:23 PM
Luloo, a 7 for this dramatically descriptive piece, well deserving of the top win! Janice
Scars Avatar
October 5, 2016 at 8:03 AM
thank you sweet Janice :)-luloo
Roper Avatar
October 2, 2016 at 8:54 PM
Laura, wow, very good deep stink write. Good luck in the contest . Hugs
Scars Avatar
October 5, 2016 at 8:02 AM
thank you lovely Eve :)-luloo
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