originally posted in:The Black Garden
It’s been seventeen days straight guarding this shitty door.
A shitty door to a shitty room inside of a shitty building.
It's supposed to be an outpost. A station to alert those who
care to be alerted. With its drips and puddles, flickering lights
that shine with the glow of death; it’s just enough light to show
you that you're condemned to the dark but not enough to read by.
It has more in common with a prison than you'd care to admit.
Amazing what the sound of a drip can be likened to. A beat,
or even a soul slipping away. Doesn’t bother me as much as it does
the others though.
The worst part is the smell. You wouldn’t think sand could have a
smell, but it does. It reeks with the stench of wasted time.
It smells exactly like you think it would. A forgotten place
with a forgotten purpose. It fact, just this moment, I think I've
forgotten the time. That would be a blessing, maybe it will run
away. Ha! Maybe it will get angry and delete its Facebook page.
With a quick glance at my wrist watch, I know what time it is.
Time to guard this shitty door. But hey, someone somewhere is safe.
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since you are the one to point that out, I'll let it in but everyone is SOL lolz.
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Hi Aloki, Thanks for hosting this contest, can I ask when are the winners announced so I know when to look? :)
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When I figure that out, I'll let you know =) Expect them to be posted sometime this week though so that the community can choose the winner.
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Thanks for taking point Aloki. Nice to have a creative outlet
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not a problem Six. I was happy to do it. We, as writers, deserved something like this for ourselves.
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Ok, will you edit the post at the top of this page to let people know? Thanks again.
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about when the finalists will be posted? I probably should lolz.
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Contest Contest...Win win...*Shouts my inner seven year old* Any ways thanks for the write.*Places head back into fishbowl.*
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Thank you! You rock! Best of luck to everyone!