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Your Soul Was a Clearence Item

Your soul is a
store-bought metaphor
quivering atop your diaphragm

It's still sticky with

anonymous fingerprints

and spilled liquids
from the bottom of the barrel

But all in all it was a good deal
so you got an extra set
and stuffed them in your pockets

And when this one breaks down
and breaks off into whatever black hole

has disposed of its predecessors
you'll have your backup plan
from the clearance bin
to keep you out of trouble

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  • Bekabulwinkle
    May 20, 2008

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    interesting

    i like - this seems so true lately, people have all lost there souls lately......

    well done, i like rytham and tone of this, keep writing

    beka

  • konrack
    May 20, 2008
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    deep with a diferent meaning for all

    Ahhhhh this cheapens the soul ii like it, maybe i an offer less now for other peoples

    nah decent poem there Abbi guess it has alot of meaning drugs religion whatever anyone wants to read into it, i reckon alot of people wiill read this one and each get a different reaction. My personal reaction, glad i don't believe in them *smiles*