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[post-mortemism]
n.1: when the poems
shy from the bright
trophy-glint limelight
turn in on themselves
eat their own
stomachs
scrape, gulp. chew
self-cannibalising
the entrails
we worked so hard to strew.
the resultant style
may be called
forensic;
all DNA swabs and
trace chemicals
(what the hell happened here)
just another
artistic casualty
death penalty poem
(do not ask for whom
the bell tolls;
it tolls for you)
Published 16th Oct 2012
| Edited 17th Oct 2012
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