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[aeroport_art]

Just a little midnight rambling. I've been trying to start up "Conversations to No One (you)" from Dean's POV for awhile now, but his voice in 2nd person is SO hard to write. In any case, this little blurb is something that would go to that fic, if ever written. Otherwise, it's just a quick drabble.

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So is it meant to be like this
Am I meant to hurt like this
Is it going to burn like this
For how long will I bleed like this

It isn't like a trip you know
Like short and quick a trip for show
A week or so somewhere ago
For how long will it go you know

You know I think about your teeth the most
The gentle white of smile that grows
The white of smile that blinds and goes
For how long will that grin not show

The show of hands says you're a bitch
The sleight of hand burns like an itch

The itch for something real,
Intoxicated in a spiel.

A spiel of hurt
Of being burned
Of being burned and bled.
A woven spill of red.

( So is it meant to be like this? )

Comments

[halfshellvenus.livejournal.com]

Why is it poetry/song stuff? I don't remember the Sam POV being that-- more just stream of consciousness at times.

Also, is "spiel" a likely word for Dean? It's not that commonly used outside of scholars and New York types (it's vernacular there, but not the rest of the country).

Hmmmm... Packing yet?

[aeroport_art.livejournal.com]

There were some poetic allusions (especially limericks, lol) in Sam's POV. You're right in that it was all stream-of-consciousness, but this poem/song thing was too. Basically Conversations to No One was whatever I felt like brain-vomiting :P As for whether or not Dean would use the word spiel, I'm not explicitly trying to portray their explicity thoughts or what they would actually say to the other; if that were the case, then Sam would've sounded pretty ridiculous as well. I'm trying to portray a mood, and I think Dean is a lot more emo than he comes off, even more so than Sam.

Packing? Getting started today, flight leaves this evening! I'm scared about the rest of my life o_o

[halfshellvenus.livejournal.com]

Getting started today, flight leaves this evening!

Those phrases there, in direct proximity, scare me! Hope you have very little to pack!

I'm scared about the rest of my life o_o

Fortunately, you've got the steps lined up as well as you can, with a well-located place to stay while you find a job and get the future going. Pragmatism for the win! \o/

*sends luck anyway* *and super-secret chocolate for the plane*