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Charming the Dead Within
“I’m dead inside” you say.
Like a graveyard
at midnight.
No mourners here
to trod untrodden
paths by your headstone.
Soulless and moonlit,
an empty body,
a starless night sky.
Heretic prayers,
unheard, fall on
silent winds.
I call your name,
wordless in my
incantation.
I yearn to
feel you
breathe inside me.
Take this lifeless
carcass and fill my
underworld with your darkness.
Like a graveyard
at midnight.
No mourners here
to trod untrodden
paths by your headstone.
Soulless and moonlit,
an empty body,
a starless night sky.
Heretic prayers,
unheard, fall on
silent winds.
I call your name,
wordless in my
incantation.
I yearn to
feel you
breathe inside me.
Take this lifeless
carcass and fill my
underworld with your darkness.
Published 5th May 2020
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5th May 2020 6:36pm
Often, i wish i could charm back to life the skeletons i've crammed into one closet.
6th May 2020 3:59am
21st Jul 2020 11:43pm
Hi Daniel,
Your write has terrific gravity and the pace is well rendered to bring across palpable emotion. I would be thrilled if you would send an audio reading of this to the site's podcast, The Poetcast Project. I think people would benefit from hearing this and the feature may draw interest to your writing on site. If you would be interested, please send an mp3 or mp4, including your screen name and the poem's title, to:
undergroundoutloud@outlook.com
Member participation is the life's blood of the podcast, so I hope you will consider it.
In kindness,
Daniel
Your write has terrific gravity and the pace is well rendered to bring across palpable emotion. I would be thrilled if you would send an audio reading of this to the site's podcast, The Poetcast Project. I think people would benefit from hearing this and the feature may draw interest to your writing on site. If you would be interested, please send an mp3 or mp4, including your screen name and the poem's title, to:
undergroundoutloud@outlook.com
Member participation is the life's blood of the podcast, so I hope you will consider it.
In kindness,
Daniel
19th Sep 2020 5:49pm
very grim, at the same time it fills the air with hope, maybe because new life will be brought forward after this metaphoric resurrection rite.
