Placed in bodies, have discovered the soul,
in wood of confused rubbings,
quiet name forgot to be,
because the humid noise whispers,
invisible fire of the skins,
empowering, crackling salt,
until it confuses the bone.
With tenderness the place of pleasure
distances fade away in undecided steam,
in knots of icy air, break murmurs
in detention of time,
it cannot do,
because the realities died,
a new country of flesh arises
hugs fall down from spirits to an own planet,
burning still center,
live in our legs,
filling of many men, women hearts
a blind smile covers enthusiasm of pelts,
inside sacrificed depth of dispersed snails,
to invade everything in lechery of saliva.
Author notes
Abstract
A contest entry
- TASTE THE DARKNESS BIG POINTS WHAAAT by bones7.
2300 points, ended March 21, 2008, 16 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Great,Abstract indeed.
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wow
your words capture what the reader needs, darkness and desparity...i wouldve like to seen a few more stanzas, for i feel the write might have developed into a phenomanal one...thank you for your stunning entry, and good luck in the contest
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