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This Murderous Institution

we rise wilted from our graves
by the watery light of
the cruelest day
our nightmare's fingers still
grasping our throats

we rise to the surface
awaken our spirits
bracing ourselves for the eternal
fury
we must shoulder.

dead beauty queens
with rotten pom poms
swing their decaying skulls
in a horror chant


we plod through the
catacombs
with eyes that don't see
ringed dark and hateful
of the ties
that bind us here

the forgotten souls hide in the corners
not even accepted by the other
dead ones
stare with vacant eye sockets
at the unjustice
that lingers, like smoke, even after
life.

i drag my corpse through these
fallen stars
skin sliding off my bones
as i go. (disgusting, yes
but it's not as if i need it now.)

across lawns fertile with
the coffins of those before me
i slink quietly into a room
devoid of breath.

only a sick stench of the mundane.
the ordinary.
the routine.

and as i take a seat
in my hunk of rotten wood,

The Man calls me forth.
to lacerate my body, slash me wide open, and
to remind me yet again,
that i'm dead....

CURSE THIS MURDEROUS INSTITUTION!!!

and he lifts his knife
to kill
what is already dead
what can't die again...

brace yourself...
it's...going
 to hurt like hell.
(you're in hell.)

"Ginger, I'm going to have to ask you to do this essay over again. It's horrible. You formatted it wrong, it had no structure at all, and you kept going off on tangents...not to mention the complete lack of mla format. I know you can do better than this, you're much more capable than this essay tells me. I don't want to have to fail you."

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Written October 11th, 2004

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  • NurseHayley
    November 2, 2004
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    LOL damn those essays eh? I hate writing them... A lovely unexpected twist - I just love this kind of poetry
    Good luck and thanks for entering
    Hayley x x


  • yourCasualty
    October 30, 2004
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    thank you all! this is the most supportive poetry group! i love it!
    xoxo, gee


  • J Rhys Davies
    October 30, 2004
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    Oh yeah, there’s nothing scarier than school. I was not a big fan of it, let me tell you. Most of the time I felt like I was ten times smarter than any of my teachers. Sad part is, I pretty much was. Oh well.

    Your ending was quite impressive. Keep penning.

    ~ John

  • Willow
    October 28, 2004
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    This was definitly twisted. Great gory visuals I got from this. Thanks for entering and welcome to Allpoetry.

    ~Willow~


  • Snow-Flake
    October 26, 2004
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    very well expressed. I enjoyed it..subtley sick

  • yourCasualty
    October 21, 2004
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    ::blush:: thank you very much.


  • Blushfulmoon silver member
    October 21, 2004
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    Excellent
    Loved the imagery
    TY for entering and good luck in the contest
    Susan~~~

  • Elzy
    October 21, 2004
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    Love it! Great stuff, loved the twist and the contrast made it even more amusing!


  • Despairkitty
    October 20, 2004
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    I really liked the idea in this one. It was original


  • fathom me
    October 15, 2004
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    10/10

    if i do enter this contest, i don see a chance of my winning it! .. its real awesome


  • rufina caraid gold member
    October 11, 2004
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    rofl - this is very good - a story of a story - a most unusual entry and I like it. I did have to highlight the text however but the 'walking dead' was well described and the ending a real treat.
    Thanks for your entry - good luck and Welcome to AP
    ~Von~

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