inside,
a torrent of dust,
cosmos of cunts and guns
locked and loaded and
buried
you swallowed psychosis,
let death rape you--
our poor eyes
will never leave their sockets
Author notes
Sarah Kane was a brilliant British playwright (see Blasted ) who committed suicide in her late twenties.
Cage... our eyes are caged... the title, of course--
A contest entry
- cages by unraveled.
1600 points, ended March 8, 15 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
rip it
Comments
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This is very powerful, thought provoking verse. It's confusing and astute at the same time; it would seem that you are a very talented poet
xx
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Indeed a powerdful verse with a wonderful expressions of the abstract poetry as well..love the presentation..thanks for sharing..
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Very interesting poem. Although the language is quite strong it serves a purpose in this poem.
Well done.
Mike
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this is really neat... love the last line and the author's notes, it gave me shivers a little bit
thank you for entering
-cassidy
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