We ate the ashes of a savior
who buried the bones in the loam
and here we pray to pills
We speak to burning bridges
cigarettes and tinder, just to find relief
Tangled in the glass and maggots
we writhe and gasp
and till the silt in bloody gums
licking rust from old lesions
We're lobotomized, castrated, ostracized
These cracked skeletons cry
and bury bones in the city of death in dust
Our name is lost in ash
Here we pray to pills
because God failed
A contest entry
- While We Tear Our Sky Apart (Big Points, Options Inside) by Eternally Fallen.
3000 points, ended April 12, 2008, 20 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Pre-write Panorama by B Chandler.
1000 points, ended May 7, 2008, 13 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Excellent!
I like how you think out of the box, and make the readers ponder.
I enjoyed the captivating content, and wish you the best.
Peace, Timothy aka poeticweaver
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interesting
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You forgot to list what option your poem is supposed to be under.
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Well constructed.
Yes, we do pray to pills. I not only pray, I load the altar. This is a fine piece of work and very original.Thanks so mmuch
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This is an interesting take on the prompt thank you for taking the time to enter my contest have a great evening
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