for an unideal consequence...
Cry not, cry
Not from eyes.
Water can spread so fast
In all directions –
It is not worth enough
To drown for this.
But cry, still cry
Let the flesh sigh
With tears of sperm
Instead –
Lay down a bed
And let the skin quiver,
A fever turned cure,
On someone else’s iron grate.
Do not think twice -
Hunger for one is the same
Hunger for another.
Let the body satiate
And feed itself to bursting.
Have the guts –
For tears of sperm,
At first,
May taste bitter.
But then, this time,
You would find them
Sweet enough
To forget him.
Prompt: liquid
A contest entry
- Beyond Words by Errant Panther.
525 points, ended October 1, 2008, 21 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Comments
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a rather abstract piece from which I get a sense of remorse after giving in to lust as opposed to love. interesting take on your chosen prompt, best wishes to you.
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This is really good! Welcome to AllPoetry
Lay down a bed
And let the skin quiver,
A fever turned cure,
On someone else’s iron grate.
Do not think twice -
Hunger for one is the same
Hunger for another.
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