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International Limbo Championship
The love governing my still tapping fingers
Is seeping beneath the carpet and starting to stink.
My carbon monoxide detector warns me of a Hannibal Lecter, in the doorway he lingers,
And I know my days are numbered.
The only console to my council is sucking the bottle dry, another six fly by, the wallpaper is peeling like my mind's smoke addle eye.
When I look down I realize, I've been digging for years, my blackened hands start to tremble. As I drag my gaze upward, I begin to really see.
Each hole hides a body, each body is me.
Is seeping beneath the carpet and starting to stink.
My carbon monoxide detector warns me of a Hannibal Lecter, in the doorway he lingers,
And I know my days are numbered.
The only console to my council is sucking the bottle dry, another six fly by, the wallpaper is peeling like my mind's smoke addle eye.
When I look down I realize, I've been digging for years, my blackened hands start to tremble. As I drag my gaze upward, I begin to really see.
Each hole hides a body, each body is me.
Published 4th May 2023
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4th May 2023 6:32am
This is a bit ironic, considering the "love" that governs you. Is it a sociopathic tendency you hide, to be stowed away in some hidden abode, and thrown away like an empty bottle? Does the place you stay in pass the time by, as if a den of thieves haunted you, and stole you purpose? You know you can't run from it. It's as if you dared the desire with which you wish to define yourself with has turned to numbing the heart. Masking conscience and morality, your thoughts, words, and actions come to life in your subconscious motive and intent. Maybe that's the guilty pleasure, the reason, the excuse, the justice - to come full circle and realize you're the victim of death and sin. Ah yes, self - the greatest battle in life. Heh, this is just my interpretation. I really like your writing. I look forward to reading more!
28th May 2023 4:40pm
8th Jun 2023 7:51pm
I am so glad I came across your truly compelling poetry 🙏 Your visceral style, clever, witty use of language is fascinating and so genuine. Thank you for sharing your talent❣
