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Window
by Sam Hackel-Butt (Age: 18)
copyright 02-06-2007


Age Rating: 10 to 127

 
A.N: This is an experimental thing. I wanted to write something that when first read, deemed as random, or jibberish, but there is a method to my so called madness. There is somewhat of a story. I know it's written in basic poetry form, but it isn't a poem. It really isn't much of a story. I'm hoping to use this as the script for a short (very short) movie I'm going to make.

Sparkly sparkly sparkly spaRkly SParklY twilight, round and round I go.
Chilled, frozen, cold, chilly, numb, icy, frosty, bitter, arctic, wintery.
Poppa usually saaaaaaaaaaid… window.
Red fishy pushed in bubbles.
Thermometer, mercury, poison.
DEATH.
Green hose, air, support.
Smooth movement, flowy, flowery, smooth.
SmOOth.
They lied.
Dreams hurt.
Feathery tangled web.
Beads.
Colored beads.
Ordinary colors of bland tasting ordinary.
SPICE IT UP, DAMNIT.
Grind me, rip me, mash me, dip me in black tissue paper.
Red business card.
LIES.
ALL lieS.
Poppa saaaaaaaaaaaaid…
Burp.
Mooooommaaaaaaa told him no.
Where you now, Momma.
Where now Momma, you.
Momma, where now you.
Ha, ha, HA.
Hear laughter, ruckus, and increase, insane.
Torment me, Poppaaaaaaaaaa said.
Tell me again, Mooooooommaaaaaaa.
Rip me once more.
Break me again and again and again and again and again and again.
Turning, turning mobile.
Blue plastic hope.
Sick, sweet gears grinding.
Grind, grind, me.
me.
me me me me me ME.
Window.


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03-19-2007 Euna P.    

Wow. That was *ahem*... mind blowing. You don't see writes like this too often. It reminds me of a chaper in a book I like, "A Wind in the Door" by Madeline L'Engle. She puts together a whole buch of words in a similar way to yours, seemingly random, but makes some wierd sense after looking at it from a million different angles.

I can see the story running through this if I look hard enough. ^__^ Nice!


02-22-2007 Leigh G.    

I suppose I never leared about "basic poetry form" myself...the person it's about sounds a little crazy though! Anyway, not that I read your comment it makes more sense...do all movies work like that in high school/college? I planned my book, Flights of Fantasy for two weeks before it got on Microsoft Works...

The drawing out of certain words, random capitals, and repetitiveness was...odd. Well, I'll be interested to know how this turns out! Wish you luck, though this a short comment I'm more used to commenting on poems, stories, or books...Good work, keep writing.


Leigh of the Commenting Crusaders
AKA Sailor Saturn Plushie With a Butcher Knife


P.S. Meh! Use your signature!


02-16-2007 Raycel M.    

Don't mean to be rude, but, this is basic poetry form? I didn't know that. I learned something knew today. Thanks.


02-07-2007 Sam Hackel-Butt    

I've decided to reply to the second half of Meh's comment as a comment, so others know.

I'm in an experimental film class, which focuses on the strange and abstract and... experimental. I'm hoping to make a movie out of PURE abstract (hand drawn, hand painted, morphed pics, etc...) and no distinct faces. I hope I actually accomplish this, as I tend to drop ideas rapidly.


02-07-2007 Mehrina B.    

*whistle*

That's going to be some movie! T'is a very strange write, but I can sort of see what is the meaning of it. Kind of. It seems to vary as to what the point of view is. If there is a point of view..

Well, I can't condemn a piece that's supposed to be very mysterious. All I can say is, it's quite intriguing. Makes the reader want to know what its about, and that's what every writer wants! To get the readers to read! ;) Not making much sense there...

Ah well, I'm rambling. Anyway, nice job, Sam! I hope your movie goes well!

Which leads me to the question: how do you manifest this into a movie?


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