Open Poetry #47 |
Clench |
kindredspirit Member
since 2009-05-19
Posts 156 |
I am a smoldering contradiction viciously fastened in the flesh side spirit sagging within the pinch and burn of nerves they say it’s just a breaking down of understanding my body thinks, gnaws, and feels the ragged wrongness of mortality circling into aching taut knowing my body is wrong and I I simmer under frail sinew. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
What a revoltin' way to be, kindredspirit, may you eventually work it out. Love your description of your "ailments." ~ If you don't want gays in the military, make the uniforms ugly. ~ |
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kindredspirit Member
since 2009-05-19
Posts 156 |
Thanks Jerry I'm glad you enjoyed it! |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
Impressive use of words. Very well done. Love, Margherita |
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BluesSerenade Member Patricius
since 2001-10-23
Posts 10549By the Seaside |
I think we all have done that slow simmer and perhaps even got to the boiling point a time or two. What a fascinating poem, very much enjoyed. |
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