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Hollow Cocoons

November 25, 2013
By Scissorhands GOLD, Missoula, Montana
Scissorhands GOLD, Missoula, Montana
12 articles 0 photos 5 comments

She has a swimming pool full of kerosene in her mouth
Where the children float on their rubber ducks
As she drinks powdered glass
From wine bottles and fish bowls
And exhales ashes through her nose.
Hair like a chameleon's feathers
Teeth like a zipper
She'll swallow them all
Fingernails on every wall
Of the big red house
With smoke coming out the chimney
But it isn't wood that they're burning
He likes to stand in the middle of the highway in the dead of night
With his garden shears held high
When Sunday morning comes
He'll stick the blades in his mouth
And cut out all the lies
Blood drenched pajamas
It fell onto the pavement like a fat, dead slug.
And he looked to the skies
With red trickling down his chin
As it rained stones and glass eyes
The stars are all wrong
Kerosene and garden shears
The children slept inside cocoons
But the butterflies all died
Leave a sign
Bovine eyes reflect headlights, but his mouth is a crimson faucet
He screams fluid
Red smeared on grey
Mechanical squeal
Red rain
We aren't clockwork
Clocks aren't right
It all burns
Yellow bones
The black telephone screamed
She answered with razors on her breath
He's in pieces on the side of the Interstate
Feeding the crows
She only laughs
Laughter like coughing
Like choking on smoke
Red on her lips
Bleeding from the mouth
Immaculate kitchen tiles
Spattered dark
Blood boils into a vapor
The phone operator likes the smell
Powdered glass
Shears
She has a swimming pool full of kerosene
Burning and drowning
Crucified cattle scream in plagued voices
And every ear listens and bleeds
Ashes, ashes
They all fall down
Through the black mist
Insects clinging to the insides of their unhinged mouths
Nesting in their tongues
Larvae
They fly
Without wings
Plunging
Toward nothing
Down
Fall
All



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on Dec. 3 2013 at 10:25 am
TargonTheDragon GOLD, Ofallon, Missouri
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Favorite Quote:
First dentistry was painless.
Then bicycles were chainless,
Carriages were horseless,
And many laws enforceless.

Next cookery was fireless,
Telegraphy was wireless,
Cigars were nicotineless,
And coffee caffeineless.

Soon oranges were seedless,
The putting green was weedless,
The college boy was hatless,
The proper diet fatless.

New motor roads are dustless,
The latest steel is rustless,
Our tennis courts are sodless,
Our new religion — godless.

Im glad to see that some other people other than myself aren't afraid to be gory with their poetry XD   great job!

on Dec. 2 2013 at 4:02 pm
CallMeSunshine GOLD, Lehi, Utah
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Favorite Quote:
"Creativity takes courage."

The subject is gory but it's surprisingly well written. The images flicker to life on an old movie screen and you SEE it. You feel the words and they are a part of you. That's when you know it's good writing. Well done :)

Mckay ELITE said...
on Dec. 2 2013 at 1:51 pm
Mckay ELITE, Somewhere, Virginia
146 articles 0 photos 2230 comments

Favorite Quote:
"The people who are crazy enough to think they can change the world are the ones who do."
—Apple’s “Think Different” commercial, 1997
“Crazy people are considered mad by the rest of the society only because their intelligence isn't understood.”
― Weihui Zhou

It's been so long since I was last here. To be honest, I've missed the poetry on this site. I'm so happy that I felt like reading somehing new today and "discovered" your poem by "chance?". Your imagery is eerie and visionary: it's stunning. I simply LOVE it. I had a hard time comprehending its meaning; but that could be due to my lack of poetry lately. Don't ever starve yourself of poetry. It's awful for a poet to do. This poem reminds me a lot of Imagist poetry: poetry that I just adore. Your a new marvel whose work I must further explore. Good to know there a more fellow male poets on this site. Congratulations on the coveted Editors' Choice on this piece of art. 

GreyGirl ELITE said...
on Dec. 2 2013 at 10:30 am
GreyGirl ELITE, Pohang,Kyungbuk, Other
170 articles 122 photos 391 comments
I have no words. This is amazing. What is your secret to writing such wonderful poetry?

Brisa PLATINUM said...
on Dec. 2 2013 at 1:25 am
Brisa PLATINUM, Wasilla, Alaska
20 articles 7 photos 38 comments

Favorite Quote:
"Si dan a tú papel alineado, escribas el otro camino."
"If they give you lined paper, write the other way"
-Juan Ramon Jiminez

You're my reminder of what poetry is at the deepest level; it is the power of words placed in certain order. It is the emotions stemming from rhythm and diction. Buen trabajo, and God bless.

Blynn SILVER said...
on Dec. 1 2013 at 1:56 pm
Blynn SILVER, Waco, Texas
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This is beautiful.