Open Poetry #7 |
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Vultures |
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brian madden Member Elite
since 2000-05-06
Posts 4374ireland ![]() |
Lick my lips, saliva strokes as sweet aromas kiss my hunger. Savour the pale and succulent skin stalking my plate of death. I can feast on flesh without guilt my hands are clean of blood for me its abattoir screams are silent. We are so civilised the barbaric hunt rests with past lives to ease our conscience we kill in shadows. Standing over the food chain to force genocide on all creation below as the superior parasite leeching life for our grand final feast. Strip naked the carcasses in a banquet of carnage, beaks stab down upon the defenceless. We exist in constant consumption, our only pleasure is the opiate of decay. Born of the beautiful corpse of Christ we dine in the arms of death scavenging the mortuaries, revealing our shadows as vultures. |
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Parker Member Elite
since 2000-01-06
Posts 3129ON |
Brian, very powerful poem, very good writing. I think i'll become a vegetarian, now. lol Parker |
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Kit McCallum
Administrator
Member Laureate
since 2000-04-30
Posts 14774Ontario, Canada |
I'll echo the above ... and I had steak out thawing for tonight! Great verse ... food for thought Brian ... Best wishes, /Kit |
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doreen peri Member Elite
since 1999-05-25
Posts 3812Virginia |
I'm impressed with the dynamic of this... powerful, indeed... I'll be looking forward to reading more of your work. ![]() |
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