I moved them to the root cellar
…sweet tender supply
my amusing little children
like a precious moments collection
from around the world
I buy them
or take them
I keep them
begin to slowly eat them
a hand here…an arm there
a leg…thigh
not all at once though…
must keep them fresh
alive you see
I am a surgeon.
They last at least
a couple months
I feed them the remains
leftovers from themselves.
When their hungry enough
kids will eat anything.
Must go now
i have a roast in the oven
guests soon to arrive.
A contest entry
- The Dark Velvet Contest by Wayne Leon Learmond.
2150 points, ended July 3, 2008, 8 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Nightmarish and twisted, with a humor that screams of horrorshow. I love this. The images and presentation are flawless, with a kind of perverse beauty. In this era of Saw and Silence of the Lambs, you should be applying your unique brand of psychosis to more substantive endeavors. Well done.
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Horrific. It is very skillfully written. The imagery is extremely vivid. I like the surgeon as the villian. On a personal level, it was very disturbing. It is an issue that I have had with works similar to this since having kids of my own.
Well crafted.
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Oh Wow~
What images You have brought to the buffet table and certainly turns the stomach of any other Vegetarians out there
Oy
Magnificent tale told~
I Appreciate Your comment on my work...
Thank You for sharing Your Talent and Spirit~
Many blessings to You in all You do Sweet Soul
Best wishes too
and much love & light~ Desire~*~
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This was deffinitly very interesting. A little bit on the weird side to me haha But very nicely written and great write.
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Great writing here. So very very dark. Good luck in the contest my friend.
Dark
Wishes
Wayne Leon
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oh so Lecter-ishly evil, sinister and dark. Hope you are not one of the providers on my insurance plan.
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