the chicken

the chicken

A Poem by Steeven
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hunger?

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Grown fingernails longer

For increased prying technique

Beyond skin, now where meat-bone resist

Division as prime numbers. Husk of physique

Ribs neck spine alone feel the torque of wrist

 

“you’ve gone from meek to meager. Have you eaten all week?”

 

Look down to see

Hunger gave not sanctuary

even for heart.

© 2012 Steeven


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~ excruciating in an infinitely poetic way... heartbreaking poetry with absolutely startling word choices and imagery... this has to be experienced to be expressed this brilliantly...

Posted 11 Years Ago



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