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    about my heart

    stinging little devils, go on.
    with soft red skin and black bat wings,
    flutter about my heart.
    Prick and pick and poke
    and laugh a gaspy little shrill.

    are you hungry? Go on, have dinner
    the meat, tender and raw
    go on, I feed myself to you
    Why? Do I owe you so much for...
    for... life has such...something.

    but eat, and stuff feces down the pipes
    clog them up, spill and overflow
    black putrid cells cling and clot
    and stench rises through the chimneys
    out through the nostrils

    I have lungs! I breath in!
    all a swampy marsh
    for you to stomp feet deep in the mud
    and laugh at the sound that it makes.
    and yes, I laugh too.

    and you, dear creatures, crouched,
    heads bowed, ravaging greedily
    on some bloody sop of mine,
    I sicken of you, or from you
    and yet you remain

    You feast on me, my mother
    and her father too. You finished him off,
    won a battle in the marshy trenches.
    And he, hero, never laughed.
    Well go now.

    I ask the priests to cleanse this house.
    they are powerless, so am I.
    little speck of turbulence
    you will bring this kingdom
    to its ruin.


    bwd
    Last edited by bdowning77380; 01-07-2015, 09:48 AM.
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