After Auschwitz
By: Anne Sexton
Anger,
as black as a hook,
overtakes me.
Each day,
each Nazi
took, at 8:00 A.M., a baby
and sauteed him for breakfast
in his frying pan.
And death looks on with a casual eye
and picks at the dirt under his fingernail.
Man is evil,
I say aloud.
Man is a flower
that should be burnt,
I say aloud.
Man
is a bird full of mud,
I say aloud.
And death looks on with a casual eye
and scratches his anus.
Man with his small pink toes,
with his miraculous fingers
is not a temple
but an outhouse,
I say aloud.
Let man never again raise his teacup.
Let man never again write a book.
Let man never again put on his shoe.
Let man never again raise his eyes,
on a soft July night.
Never. Never. Never. Never. Never.
I say those things aloud.
A poem my boyfriend, Thomas, wrote with me in mind:
And you wonder why I do all this... and so do I.
And you wish I would tell you more... and so do I.
And I'll tell you everything, you know.
And everything I have will be the best I have to give.
Since everything I want is you, though,
For your sake alone, I'll live
TROPHIES:
NIGHTMARE-Honorable mention in classical beauty's 'Worthy poets, show me your best' contest
WELCOME TO THE ASYLUM-Bronze Trophy in buRning Memory's 'Contest: spoofs, thrills, chills, n kills' contest
SUFFOCATION-Bronze Trohpy in celticmoon's 'Absolute Best You Got!' contest
FALLING SILENCE-Gold Trophy in snukums's 'Contest: Christmas Time is Here Again!'
By: Anne Sexton
Anger,
as black as a hook,
overtakes me.
Each day,
each Nazi
took, at 8:00 A.M., a baby
and sauteed him for breakfast
in his frying pan.
And death looks on with a casual eye
and picks at the dirt under his fingernail.
Man is evil,
I say aloud.
Man is a flower
that should be burnt,
I say aloud.
Man
is a bird full of mud,
I say aloud.
And death looks on with a casual eye
and scratches his anus.
Man with his small pink toes,
with his miraculous fingers
is not a temple
but an outhouse,
I say aloud.
Let man never again raise his teacup.
Let man never again write a book.
Let man never again put on his shoe.
Let man never again raise his eyes,
on a soft July night.
Never. Never. Never. Never. Never.
I say those things aloud.
A poem my boyfriend, Thomas, wrote with me in mind:
And you wonder why I do all this... and so do I.
And you wish I would tell you more... and so do I.
And I'll tell you everything, you know.
And everything I have will be the best I have to give.
Since everything I want is you, though,
For your sake alone, I'll live
TROPHIES:
NIGHTMARE-Honorable mention in classical beauty's 'Worthy poets, show me your best' contest
WELCOME TO THE ASYLUM-Bronze Trophy in buRning Memory's 'Contest: spoofs, thrills, chills, n kills' contest
SUFFOCATION-Bronze Trohpy in celticmoon's 'Absolute Best You Got!' contest
FALLING SILENCE-Gold Trophy in snukums's 'Contest: Christmas Time is Here Again!'
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