![]() Dead PigA Poem by Eziekiel Phlepton
Sorry about the dead pig
But someone has eaten My thigh In frustration of Beeping noises Crunching and munching The dead pig Swallows my free will So the voices control my body And I paralyze And realyze My paralysis Is real I tee why And I freeze Which is double paralysis El why es eye es Why is the eye between the es? I decease That is Desist and stop Life From beating itself Into oblivion Because eventually The body needs to make a Connection with another Body To create and multiply And cry And cut open And PUSH PUSH PUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUSH U becomes V You become me You and me equals somebody And nobody really matters As long as we are here Now Tied together by strings of Mercy Maybe I see the way life is Because of your eyes Telling the story of my Life becoming a U shaped Pattern... You are my shape And I am your pattern. However, not long from today Tomorrow will appear and change Everything Distort my emotions And allow me to walk to you And we embrace for two years In a row Of more dead pigs So, sorry for wasting your time But I really do love you If that means anything © 2009 Eziekiel Phlepton |
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Added on June 9, 2009 Author![]() Eziekiel PhleptonLongmeadow, MAAboutI am currently a poet, but I would like to someday write a novel, a play and a screenplay. I enjoy reading Joyce, Philip K. Dick, and I am committed to Zen Buddhism. more..Writing
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