OvercrowdedA Poem by Aeolian
I Sit on a stage built for one
The world my eager audience. Ravenous eyes pierce my skin; Their hungry hands Stitch up, lift up, pin up My pretty fleshy piecesFor spotlights of backlight To Illuminate my shame. Glowing stains of imperfections Screaming as our audience feeds. Dirty fingernails find refuge in skin Clawing, pulling, tearing; Fighting the flesh;The desperate cage failing to contain us Our Shell pulled taut CRACKS Sated eyes look Through us, over us, past us; For a new feast.Broken skin falls back into place; Screaming captors return to their whispers Again I sit on a stage built for one Overcrowded.
© 2011 AeolianAuthor's Note
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Added on August 22, 2011Last Updated on September 1, 2011 AuthorAeolianWorcester, MAAboutMy name's Camille, I'm 24, and if you asked me my least favorite thing to write I'd answer About Me's every damn time. I'm a writer in name only lately, mostly unfinished works, half baked ideas, .. more..Writing
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