Abattoir

Abattoir

A Poem by Deandra Dawn
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See if you can figure it out! :)

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ABATTOIR


Enter upon the abattoir
head hung low, voices soft
Sober entanglement of body
expedient obedience obtained
a gathering of slavish flattery
strangulation
constriction
idealizing aggressors
enthralled fatality
pursue
conquer
release
expire

© 2012 Deandra Dawn


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I see one of those wide open empty bedrooms, say for one huge bed with drawn curtains, lighting strikes and thunderstorms outside the house. A pair laying in the bed looking at one another, and all of this said in maybe a tear drop from one eye, no one knows which eye or from whom.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.




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I see one of those wide open empty bedrooms, say for one huge bed with drawn curtains, lighting strikes and thunderstorms outside the house. A pair laying in the bed looking at one another, and all of this said in maybe a tear drop from one eye, no one knows which eye or from whom.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I've read this ten times (each slower than the previous read) and I still can't figure it out. But I will, oh I will... I never give up on a challenge... Besides racking my brain for the answer of the quiz; it was excellently written and the imagery of those words are endless.

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

For me it is about a relationship..perhaps a tad of control that at first was welcomed..I have known someone such as this who had given "slavish flattery"..pursued and conquered then released.. All the while I idealized my aggressor and in a strange way still do..but this is why we write isn't it ? To create an image then let the reader interpret it in their own light as it takes twists and turns employing thought and ideas and how it is all relative. I loved this , for whatever it was meant to behold..in my eyes I saw words that encompassed emotions I have felt. For others perhaps they will view it as trust that had been betrayed. The form is so flowing death one final word.".expire" ..

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is wonderful :) Great work

Posted 12 Years Ago


A surging work that drives deep into the psyche... the slaughtering place that leaves behind the stench of death and life... Stunning.

Posted 12 Years Ago


I'm getting the feeling now that idealising aggressors is an important part of the puzzle now. I'm still thinking human and not animal, and the phrase being the cause of your own demise keeps running through my head. I'm gonna crack this code if it kills me :-)

Posted 12 Years Ago


Hmm, another teaser :-)
At first I thought the shape of the words was a hint, but now I don't think so. I shall ponder and return :-)

Posted 12 Years Ago



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Added on April 18, 2012
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Tags: abatoir, torment, suffering, pain

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Deandra Dawn
Deandra Dawn

Orlando, FL



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My name is Deandra Dawn and I have been writing for as long as I can remember. I also go by the name, Ravishing Raven, and I am currently reworking my website. What else is there to know when there .. more..

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