Heya, Kaos! Casanova here with a review!
So I had one on this started, so I guess I'll go ahead and just renew it.
I'll be taking this piece by piece if you don't mind-
waking up after being murdered in my dream
wondering if being dead means to wake up
nonchalantly staring at the ceiling
the patterns and how they look like horses or maybe a grim reaper
all depending on what I want to see
I feel like this stanza is a bit too blunt. You're giving us a list of what's going on, but I don't really feel anything about this stanza besides a,"meh," if you know what I mean. It seems to lack most of any emotion, and I feel like you could have done better with the tools you were giving us. You're giving us being murdered in your dream, you're giving us patterns. Good. Now expand on those ideas and convey what they mean to you.
snapping screenshots of memories that will come back
while blinking my eyes like a camera
to tap me on the back at the supermarket, "Hey, remember me?"
the contents of my list sing "Ring Around the Rosies"
falling out of my ear during small talk
she clings to me because I am a familiar face
I feel like saying,"like a camera," isn't really that accurate. I could see an old movie projector, but not a camera. And I also feel as if you're using,"like," to stretch for images here, which would be better without saying like. Metaphors versus similes, if you get what I'm trying to say.
tiptoeing through life so that I leave no footprints
or that at least so no one remembers me
burn my body when I am dead
collect your tears in a jar
to put out the fire
my body will scatter
evidence of existence washed away with a rain or two
I'm having trouble getting the gist of the first two lines. What I mean is I don't exactly see how they can relate. I could understand saying,"footprints," if you were talking about someone remembering you, but I don't see how they are used differently so to speak.
if you could do anything if you put your mind to it
then why can't I sleep
the rising and falling of stomachs runs through my head
like a round, all making it sound like one harmonious sound
Here's a contradiction. In the beginning you say waking up, and hear you can't sleep. So, I would suggest possibly changing this line to relax or something o that sort, to keep the uneasy feeling going that I feel like you're trying to describe.
my mind is a public easel
go ahead and write all over it
and if you say you love me
I will probably believe it
even if you are lying
The last three lines here I really, really like. Props for that, and I don't have anything to critique on these lines.
Anyway, that's all I have to say on this one and I hope it helped.
Keep on doing what you're doing and keep on keeping on.
Sincerely, Matthew Casanova Aaron
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