Hear me read it!
In debris beside your house
there's the rotting stench of home,
where all the ghosts of lovers
and their broken chances go.
You smile at me, I shiver.
I taste your tongue on mine.
There's no dead for the sympathy
as you trespass bound'ry lines.
In the broken bulb of midnight
when the caskets rock to sleep
there beneath the soil bed
you lay me down, I weep.
You smile at me, I wonder
as you pin me underneath
if you know how I wish that I
were six feet more beneath.
In the soiled marital bed
where pigs and otters go to lie
you grunt your way to release
the only release I want, is to die.
Consummation, the act of having sex to seal the deal of marriage - or an experience of being unwillingly consumed. You decide.
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great imagery, tone and pace! all better by your voice -- gyawd, i love your voice!
This is a great piece of poetry. I can relate in a way. Makes me sad, but that just means you did a good job writing it.
I am awestruck and, therefor, can come up with nothing great to say other than that this piece is disturbingly superb.
Aw, thank you! For superb and disturbing As now I know people are really understanding it
When I read this, I thought it read somewhat like a murder ballad, until I got to the last two stanzas. In response to your question, the answer is yes. The deal is sealed...and she is consumed in turn.
Nods.. for me its not about two different topics, its about one situation that involves both. you know.
Beautiful, complex metaphors that still manage to clearly convey your message? Sounds like great poetry to me!
Need a hug?
For being a traditional and fixed poem, it was simply amazing. The rhymes were perfect and everything sounded like it was well-written. Which is a really hard thing to do these days.
Blushes, gosh thank you so much. You know I don't rhyme often. haha
Beautiful, really emotion and I love the first verse
I love the two sides to this poem; it's wonderfully written!
I have mixed feelings about this piece. It is a beautifully written piece, beyond all those feelings.
Mixed feelings, I'm curious.
A lot of personal experiences can be reflected in this piece. It is interesting, mostly for me, to have the reaction I do.
I was just checking in case I gave an impression I didn't mean to. People responded to a previous poem about this subject in a very distressing way for me. Was worried I'd given the wrong impression again
absolutely fantastic. i love not only the flow of the poem, and your choice of words (which is perfect as always) but how both definitions of the word are clear and present in the poem. keep up the great work
Gosh thank you Tardis You are so kind to me!
I like this piece, though it is saddening. Very well done.
I like the lines "There's no dead for the sympathy/ as you trespass boundr'y lines".
I really enjoyed this. I really never know how to comment on poetry, sorry, it's so very good, though.