What is this Love that you Speak of? You are an artist and I am a writer and so I knew that breaking commandments would be a given. You and I are better as a story and on skin. Your fits are brutal with words like fists and mine are choreographed complete with maudlin tears … Continue reading Carcinogenic Poetry Recap No. 7
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Carcinogenic Poetry Recap No. 6
Beckett's Private Hell strange how Beckett merits unmoved performance. the design, a gloomy chamber, fretful, profound and fresh. the figure, a man, a gammy left leg of long habit. the portrait, incarcerated, weakness grown with hate a problem actor, starving, enables inflection. his child, an invisible pipe of irony, the source of crippling guilt. Studded, … Continue reading Carcinogenic Poetry Recap No. 6
Carcinogenic Poetry Recap No. 5
Stumblebum Dawn To some, dusk is a stumblebum dawn tripped on the stairs. A grand entrance was planned, the staircase fabulous, the dazzling sunlight behind the window atop the stairs half blinding all the upturned eyes awed by the sight of that top-floor prodigy prepared, preordained to gracefully descend. But reckless feet tangled in the … Continue reading Carcinogenic Poetry Recap No. 5