Challenge
Prose Challenge of the Week #52: Pick a classic poem and re-write it, modernize it, and share your poetic interpretation of the piece. The winner will be chosen based on a number of criteria, this includes: fire, form, and creative edge. Number of reads, bookmarks, and shares will also be taken into consideration. The winner will receive $100 and will be placed first on our Spotlight page and the runner-up will receive 1000 coins. When sharing to social media, please use the hashtag #itslit
Because I could not stop for Death
Because I could not stop for Death--
I used Technology
The Centrifuge held just Myself
And Immortality
My Chromosomes--They knew no haste
I sought Apotheosis
My Hopes and dreams and birthdays too
In flight from Apoptosis
I lived past Prime, past mem'ries made
In science co-dependency--
I lived past my time and health--
And life expectancy--
Or rather--Life passed me--
My Spin was never Spun--
My component parts all separate--
Never to rejoin One--
I drempt centifugal round and round
My Core forbidden fruit
Frozen fast and vitally paused
A hair's breadth from absolute
Since then – ’tis Centuries – and yet
Feels shorter than longevity
The funds ran out to underwrite
My cryo'ternity –
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