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Jesus Disease

Kiss the hemorrhage
and taste the fever
pouring in the form of ash
109 degrees of separation
divides God from death

and here I rot

The placebo effect baptized me
in a nightmare of tar
scalding dreams on flesh
that now hangs from singed bone

God failed

I cocoon myself in the comfort
of another shadow
finding solace in the paranoia
and the anti-christ
also known as lithium

while I sit at the bottom
of delirium's crater
sneezing the ashes of a savior



who long since betrayed me

A chemical messiah replaces it
to treat the shattered child
How far is the road to revelations
that I wander

chewing on communions of bone

trying to find a salvation alone


shivering

Another pill fills the burdened soul
like confetti
and still the Earth remains numb
and I shake in the manacle of
decay
waltzing in the test tube

of another scientific experiment

I whisper of wars and genocides
and of an outside world
beyond the inferno

but the glass bastards, with their
swastika butterflies

only ignore me

a withering, raving disease
bruised and blistered

swallowed by the monolith
of oblivion

Oh, to wander
to kiss the sick rose and
stumble onward
but I lie in waning sunsets

and fictitious stories
inhaling Jesus
just to keep me alive


dreaming lucidly of dust
and paper

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I don't know, lol. I just wrote.

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  • lowercase prelude gold member
    April 21, 2008
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    very interesting use of imagery and metaphors. very well thought out and written.


  • poeticweaver gold member
    April 2, 2008

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    Wow,

    What an excellent piece weaved, I can fully understand where you're coming from, sadly.. This world needs a savour..but so many who call upon His name, shed so many tears. I know it says in the word, it rains on the just and the unjust, so, we're in great company. LOL. Peace to pieces. Thanks for sharing you. Pen on poet!

    Timothy aka poeticweaver


  • Annexed Josephine
    March 7, 2008
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    i took it like this:

    people say if you feel sad or depressed that your faith isn't strong enough in God. this reminds me of an inner conflict of that argument. God vs needed medication. and how God can be a thought placebo effect. well written. but very well done.

    i probably took it all wrong. and i am sorry if i did.


  • Death of the Author
    February 27, 2008
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    Damn, I know what else to say! I entered that contest and haven't got a hope now haha!

  • Death of the Author
    February 27, 2008

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    Firstly - I love the title. From what I read of yours yesterday I already knew this was gonna be full of imagery and unique metaphors, even the first stanza is just packed with them!

    109 degrees of seperation
    divides God from death - really like that part.

    Some really brutal but wonderfully written imagery in the 3rd stanza and the 5th and 6th stanza's are immense (especially the flow). I really like your tiny sidenotes that come between some stanzas.

    Your word choice is excellent but more than that your choice of adjacent words, for example "chemical messiah".

    chewing on communions of bone - really like that too.

    I shake in the manacle of decay - I'm beginning to sound like a broken record but I like that as well

    AND waltzing in the test tube.

    swastika butterflies

    mononlith of oblivion

    waning sunsets

    inhaling Jesus

    Great end too. Wow, what can I say. I'm very impressed x take care x


  • Shahrazad
    February 27, 2008
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    Wow... I loved this- very dark an unclear- definately room for interpretations. You played with some really powerful imagery.

    This seemed very dream-like... with the unclarity one would experience in a dream- and the odd images mixed with the undertone of metaphor.

    Thanks for the awesome read! Thanks for entering this in the contest!


  • Dienush
    February 27, 2008

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    Wow, love love LOVE the idea. When I saw the title I just had to read it. That first stanza is wonderful. In fact, the whole poem is clever, powerful, rebellious. I really like it.

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