Anesthesia This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine.

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A syringe
inserted
Anesthesia pumping
in. I'm
bare; not moving
It's holding me down
shutting me down
the icicles
start to form
as time starts to form
at its stand-still
trying to open my
eyes but
i'm so numb, so
cold
it flows through
my body
spreading across
my face
these vast lies
keep holding me down
a soft dark mumble
turns to a cry
turns to a scream
but yet it is all
locked down
as i lie
here
paralyzed.

This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. This piece has been published in Teen Ink’s monthly print magazine.






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trblue said...
Oct. 29, 2010 at 9:36 am
i think it's great and i love ellen hopking. i have fallout and did not start reading it. And yes Dragonscribe it's just you you need to read her books.
 
Dragonscribe said...
Oct. 28, 2010 at 11:57 pm

This is an interesting poem, but it doesn't really hold my attention. Maybe because I haven't read any of Ellen Hopkins' books - which I will, they sound good.

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