Blunt

by Sean   Feb 5, 2007


Contort your voice and soul, spineless like the old,
you break, the mind the soul; breathe in deeply,
breathe in quickly. You might not be able to feel,
emotionally your null; numb to touch, your heart beats
never.

This blood is still, your mind is confused, body separated,
smile deeper than the foreigner in your gates, squeeze,
squeeze tighter; fight with feeling the battle you welcomed.
Colder, forever, deeper you slow.
Blood rushes down your tender thighs, you are a body,
always just a body used
for beauty without mind.

Your soft on the bed, delicate to touch.
Heart is dead, your life is just a object.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Dark Demise

    Hey nice, I like it =)

  • 17 years ago

    by sibyllene

    This poem goes deeper than it appears to at first glance. Your first line, especially, ("contort your mind and soul," I think it was) is easier to understand in the context of the whole piece. Once I understood what the poem was about, that line was very effective. Very sad, how this can and does actually happen to people. You'll want to fix how the site messed up your apostrophe in that one spot. Also, go through and check your "yours." There are several places where you meant it as in "you are," and so those should be "you're." (Like: "you're a body to be used," for example.) Besides that, though, I didn't see a problem. Good job!

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