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The Zodiac Speller
Misspelled words
Broken bodies rising to the surface of the River Syntax
Decomposing in composition
Murdered by my mistake
Had I only been man enough to provide the proper care
To give this life meaning
Sloth
Gluttony
Weakened
Grammatical sabbatical
Godless in throes of literary creation
This child of mine cast to sea without knowledge of swimming
How am I so cruel to my family?
My readers trusted me
I offer this frigid whore without luster
Presenting the Buddha with mustard seeds
Where is my passion?
Advertising a feast
Offering only dry rations
"cough"
The morning of the race and the stallion is neutered and spade
I sharpen the quill that is my blade
I can make this right
Give me just one more chance
Last Stanza in this war of words
Drawing from the earth knowing I can kill it
Pulling out the skillet from the cunt of my next birth
Published 31st Mar 2011
| Edited 1st Apr 2011
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31st Mar 2011 4:27pm
31st Mar 2011 4:54pm
I had to edit my first comment i've re-read this poem many times..it has a powerful message..and conflict at what you are offering up..I often feel this conflict..Though I find your works art and very inspiring..exceptional peace Crim
1st Apr 2011 5:08am
"Murdered by my mistake". I absolutely love this line. Kudos to you, another great read by a great poet.
1st Apr 2011 5:45am
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3rd Apr 2011 4:09am
If my reading list wasn't full I'd add this. I can't condone the message of the poem because your poetry is beautiful, regardless what mistakes you make, and over time you can easily improve. You're not stupid. But the style and the expressions are so witty, clever, that they transcend my quibbles and make for an elegant, funny, soulful and almost perfect read.
