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Death waits silently, breathlessly
as Death is wont for all on earth.

Screams roar silent in my sleep-
claims and papers flaunting
contracts wrought at birth.

Crunchy leaves presume to creep-
no blanket I ever asked for,
let my sins sink in blackest firth.

Crusty eyes, blind, but all I see-
worms twirling round every bone
consuming my last pinch of worth. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 200 [topic] => 13 [informant] => Invierno [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 0 [ratings] => 0 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
Eating Myself Alive

Contributed by Invierno on Tuesday, 26th April 2016 @ 09:45:44 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry



Dirt fills the cracks between my teeth-
Death waits silently, breathlessly
as Death is wont for all on earth.

Screams roar silent in my sleep-
claims and papers flaunting
contracts wrought at birth.

Crunchy leaves presume to creep-
no blanket I ever asked for,
let my sins sink in blackest firth.

Crusty eyes, blind, but all I see-
worms twirling round every bone
consuming my last pinch of worth.




Copyright © Invierno ... [ 2016-04-26 09:45:44]
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Re: Eating Myself Alive (User Rating: 1 )
by Former_Member on Tuesday, 26th April 2016 @ 03:23:32 PM AEST
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There/'/s a darkness in your poetry, and well-written that darkness is. But, there is a light too. The light of honest vulnerability.


Re: Eating Myself Alive (User Rating: 1 )
by ladyfawn on Tuesday, 26th April 2016 @ 03:58:39 PM AEST
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wicked good:) hugs n love nessa


Re: Eating Myself Alive (User Rating: 1 )
by softerware on Tuesday, 26th April 2016 @ 11:03:36 PM AEST
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"Screams roar silent in my sleep"--what a heavy line! If only we knew that we could burn the "contracts wrought at birth!" Believing we are not in control of our lives is romantic abdication of a myriad of contracts we made along the way. I cannot mock where I stand when it was I myself who brought me here!
Reality accepts no blame for me. And no fate could ever nail my door shut without my own hammer!
A "last pinch of worth" is the only spark we need to relight the fire.


Re: Eating Myself Alive (User Rating: 1 )
by irisblue on Saturday, 30th April 2016 @ 05:25:30 PM AEST
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Michael,
when I first read this it made me think of the song Take my Picture by Filter. then reading it again I see it is dark, vulnerable and real. well done !!!!!!!!!!!!!! I love all your work and am in awe of your depth and talent!!!!!




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