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You Looked Holy

We sat with the radio on
The man inside talked about God
Until I ordered him to stop.
And the flick of a switch Screamed
'I CAN'T LISTEN TO THIS'
Louder than my own lungs ever could.

I Don't believe in Such a thing.

But you sure looked holy
As I watched your Blood turn to Wine
With the help of a magic,
Crimson tinted,
Long neck bottle.


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  • solarjinx
    November 4
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    I can tell I'll be thinking about this poem for awhile.


    • Yummy Cinnamon Bun
      November 5
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      is that a good thing or a bad thing?

      • solarjinx
        November 5
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        I should've made myself a littler clearer, huh. I really like the hell out of this and it covers some pretty heavy shit, so it's not something I can read once or twice and easily walk away from. It sort of hangs out in my brain for days, while I keep turning it over, exploring.

        • Yummy Cinnamon Bun
          November 6
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          ahhh. hehe. Nice. don't get your brain tied into too big of a knot. It's just as simple as it sounds really. heh. maybe..


  • Beautiful-Mourning
    November 4
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    I think this was very cleverly done.
    Great write

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