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rastas edible
04-30-2009, 11:53 PM
pointless garb and saw-toothed fashion
she bled silk for days after
and fooled them all with a knife

she pulled strands from the smog
and used the CN tower as
a needle to stitch together
the last few fragments of
the last few days

she reconciled and reviled that
certain tang of forgiveness, tough
to accept, like rabies shots or
that her lover is gay or that
they all revolved around her sun

beasts, she said
the lot of them
splendid beasts

Vetty214
05-01-2009, 01:42 AM
I wasn't sure what this was about but I enjoyed it... she bled sik... pulled strands from the smog.... and that final stanza on beasts... splendid beasts, splendid poem. thanks for sharing.

rastas edible
05-03-2009, 05:04 AM
i'm glad you liked this, vetty...i'm not too sure what it's about, either...but i wrote it drinking beer in a little shithole bar in toronto, trading stories with crackheads and hookers...a good afternoon all around...thanks again for reading, i appreciate your comments