07-21-2017, 03:42 AM
I appreciate you put a spoiler in your answer. Ha. Yeah this was a NaPM one. It doesn't borrow from any particular story and I can see from the critiques that I need to add a bit more clarity. If I were to give it a timeline I'd say it's six months after the Death of Superman with the shredded cape waving in the breeze.
Todd
(07-20-2017, 11:53 PM)CRNDLSM Wrote: SpoilerThank you,
I really like this one, Napm? really tried to wrap my head around it, but I'm stuck on lois lane because of the aliens. Fall from the sky, carry a pick up, glasses and romantic undertones to Superman. Tried to find it, and learned of both a comic where lois gives some sort of testimony over some gangster), and a short series of superman versus Aliens (Sigourney weaver's) where I might imagine this scenario taking place.
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I hadn’t dated since the alien
invasion. In this world,
love doesn’t fall from the sky.
He had that Midwestern
carry a pickup truck on his shoulders look;
I guess I have a type—especially with the glasses
which always make them look smart,
and reminds me of how stupid I can be. I was done
being someone who needed saving. Superman had many lovers
So, I timed the shot with the champagnedid she shoot someone when the cork popped close enough for blood to spill in a cup?
I'll add some clarity to this part.
they popped at the table. The cork flew
over my head. You learn to get down love this sentence learn to get down
when someone shoots one of them. I never
could get used to the ricochets, the rebounds.
It was a surprise when his blood bubbled up
to fill my glass. Not sure how he managed it.very mysterious, champagnes not dark like blood, how is it bubbling in a glass? Metaphors? In the testimony comic lois lane apparently hallucinate but what exactly I don't know, so
I'm stuck in comic land and think the words are descriptive in a good and universal way, clear and mysterious. Curious how you came up with it, Thanks for the read!--Thanks for the comments. Hopefully, the next edit will clarify without spoiling all the mystery.
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Todd
The secret of poetry is cruelty.--Jon Anderson
