Competiton Winner:

This poem won 'Oxfordshire's Under 20s Winter Tower 2011' Competiton:
The theme was 'Dreams' and this is a dark, twistsed and slightly sadistic take on dreams. I toyed with the idea of dreams and nightmares blurring together in a beautiful yet dark combination.


Title: Time Twists

I'm going to my pretty place
Come meet me, I'll be there soon,
One more hit. Hit. Hit.
Godamn it. Give me a minute.....

Ohh I'm there now, come and see how...
Just strap up your arm, c'mon it won't do you no harm,
Follow me down the bottomless hole,
& Everytime I go there, it takes a part of my soul,
The freezing cold, concrete covered..mould
Im pretty sure its where the devil lives..
If not its where Satan is..
Its where they put the lamb to the slaughter,
Left blood everywhere like the virgin daughter.

I'm coming home..
Back to reality, visions of clarity,
Pangs of pain, you're to blame, 
You & him, all the same