with tired hair and painted face
stamped and tramped
and howling
she is laid for the dogs
and glint in the morning sun
her skull
her feet
her fingerless hands
A contest entry
- Your Best Pre-write without a trophy by piccola.
600 points, ended September 9, 2008, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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I'm at a loss as to what to say. Kind of fits the gore category I think.
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At a loss in a good or bad way? And technically gore refers more towards blood and bodily fluids and flesh, of which there was none. But if it made you uncomfortable, I'm glad.
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