Thread: paradise lost (mature theme)

awakening desires

a touch-
a sigh-
an explosion-

unholy jihad

a train-
an explosion-
10,000 virgins-

guantanamo bay

an explosion-
cuban cigars-
missiles and lunatics-

I was expecting an epic poem when I opened this thread!

I must say, I like the briefness of the work, especially considering the subject. I read it in the voice of someone who had experienced (or was currently experiencing) the ordeals which you mentioned.

The mention of the cigars, at least to me, came off as a symbolising a brief respite within what was a decidedly very turbulent, dangerous and politically volatile time. I believe the Russians said something similar about their native paraphernalia (Russian vodka) during the occupation of WW1; something along the lines of despite the war raging, people dying, spirits breaking, etc, 'we still have vodka, which is most definitely a luxury'.

Just my two pennies. Good stuff.

This is dense, in the sense of concentrated to remove all fluff and only have the important part displayed.

Nicely penned.

"..missiles and lunatics" - That's what "we" get, huh? (great)
well done.