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03-12-2007, 01:45 AM | #1 (permalink) |
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The Serpent
The serpent sleeps in your stomach,
coiling, uncoiling with every breath.He slithers in circles, snaking round and round, up and down, through and through.You cannot sleep; you lay awake; you feel him within yourself, winding.Tightly clutching your stomach you reach into your throat and gag; vomit.Out the serpent slides, down the drain; at last he’s gone, but you still feel sick.(I apologize for the line breaks: they are automatically inserted with an indent; and I feel the formatting is an important part of this poem.) |
03-13-2007, 12:34 AM | #2 (permalink) |
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/bump
Call it pedantic and shallow for I care; say something. |
03-13-2007, 06:10 PM | #4 (permalink) | |
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As a matter of fact, I find this meatloaf rather shallow and pedantic *leans back in chair, hands folded.* I'll crit this later, homez.
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03-13-2007, 10:45 PM | #5 (permalink) | |
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and you do that. ;D |
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