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Array ( [sid] => 143199 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Cupbaord [time] => 2008-06-13 21:15:34 [hometext] => Perhaps this explains why for me the need to write is so passionate and also so deadly. Inspired by Beaudelaire's poem Spleen : 'I have more memories than if I'd lived a thousand years'. http://fleursdumal.org/poem/159 . B's king of all 'dark poetry'. [bodytext] => Cupboard

Worse than a cemetery.
Mound of crumbling skins
chewed on pens
bitten off tales
unsent love letters,
photos where the once tender smiles
have turned in on themselves
to leer like death grins.
Secret diaries
full of obscure and lonely teenage sins.
Mournful procession of sunsets kissed through ribbon and pastel shades.
Residue of runny eyes and noses
melting into mothballs and cheap aftershave.

They die softly a little every day.
Like orgiastic revellers hung over
gorged on frills and beads.
Then give birth to more subtle deaths.
I’ve met my just deserts in things
to stop the uninvited fairy getting in.
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Cupbaord

Contributed by Supercreep on Friday, 13th June 2008 @ 09:15:34 PM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

Cupboard

Worse than a cemetery.
Mound of crumbling skins
chewed on pens
bitten off tales
unsent love letters,
photos where the once tender smiles
have turned in on themselves
to leer like death grins.
Secret diaries
full of obscure and lonely teenage sins.
Mournful procession of sunsets kissed through ribbon and pastel shades.
Residue of runny eyes and noses
melting into mothballs and cheap aftershave.

They die softly a little every day.
Like orgiastic revellers hung over
gorged on frills and beads.
Then give birth to more subtle deaths.
I’ve met my just deserts in things
to stop the uninvited fairy getting in.

Copyright Â© Supercreep ... [ 2008-06-13 21:15:34]
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Re: Cupbaord (User Rating: 1 )
by ingeniusidiot on Saturday, 14th June 2008 @ 12:53:04 AM AEST
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Interesting piece...I will have to read a couple more times before I am able to grasp the meaning you are trying to convey...your imagery is amazing.

Rich

Re: Cupbaord (User Rating: 1 )
by shelby on Saturday, 14th June 2008 @ 03:39:00 AM AEST
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Profound write here. I find an underlying mystery to these words. Like memories floating in and out of ones mind, things collecting as we get older, dreams fading. Maybe I am way off not sure pm me lol.

I am desertwhispers at myspace so I will be giving you an add as well!

Michelle

Re: Cupbaord (User Rating: 1 )
by safetyinnumbers on Tuesday, 17th June 2008 @ 05:31:15 PM AEST
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I thought this poem was really good.....I liked the descriptions and the imagery....and the ending was revealing....Safetyinnumbers

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