This Karmic Meal~

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imbibed

vibed out

skin sloughed

palms grating

a girl baiting

a curl of lip

oracle debating

you're a channel, baby

hell, I thought I was a hustler

a cluster

he musters his last thrust of mind

giving it good

she takes a dip

a swim in his sinew from behind 

rolling, devastating delight

on her tongue

this rite

in the pleats of a kite

he knows the stream has an end

the stream, the human animal

unwound a god

malcontent

in his fine wines

in his finer lies

the end is the dam built by upright limitations

self imposed, embedded in the bones of nations

some days I say let 'em bleed

let 'em feed the greed

undo a thousand and one good deeds

other days my body weeps

as humanity repeats

repeals

my mind scrambles for a goddamn break

but your mind coils me like a snake

eats it all

drinks

napkin folds

gives it back, redeemed in scrolls

for a future unlikely to be

god in reverse

strike three

absentee

looks on

broken as its progeny

backtrack

flashback

comfy days

fruit of the day

too late

too late

one god shambles backwards

another takes the throne

you gonna be the first to throw the stone?

on and on

one

aim the gun

two

unbuckle her

against the yew

three

killing spree

human stole

deity, pressed against a shoe's sole

ground deep into the dirt

neither learns

not one damn thing

welcome to the unwound reel

of the long run

on the hamster wheel

kneel

fall hard

eat it all

swallow down this karmic meal

you've manifested

torn open now, the final seal.. . .

 

 

 

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Reviews

[Tommy]

Once again you have the rhythm down so perfect for the feel of the piece, and I love the rhyme in your work as of late. What a message in this, or at least how I take it, Ideologies are a dime a dozen, but most of the time they are taken as misconceptions to their reality. Maybe the most surreal subject of them all religion.

Great Write!
RLG,
Tommy

[Lachenille Papillion]

Closer to truth...

[Quinn Blackburn]

Divine wordcrafting! Conjured many images from the here and now of society, to Dionysus

[SpokenWord]

Even if we learn we will still know nothing for what we seek isn't spiritual at all. I love this one as it is slamming to read, slamming message and meaning and the style is all you, all Selene always slamming us in the best of ways with your pen and creativity. I am going to need to research new words besides outstanding, superb, wonderful and excellent to describe your writings. All that and a bag of chips.

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Wow...the poem avalanches on its own weight...such powerful play of words...and you make us all swallow down the karmic meal...in this life of "hamster wheel".

EZ

[Siddhartha]

Oh, this has beat feel to it. Reads like a picaresque tale of a risque heroine. Has a tone of sadness and pity described pithily and precisely. You never to cease to amaze. This is somewhat different from your other works but still as rewarding. The short succinct words give this an otherworldly feel.

[disconnectedspirit]

interesting piece, you must be entirely proud of this work, I mean every line in it

[Zack Burton]

Perfect rhythm here. However, I can't say I really liked the final rhyme, or the little bit of self-prostitution at the end. Good poem though.

[Matthew Smith]

This was another great one, Selene. A roller coaster of wonderfully wrought images. Excellent wordplay.

"self imposed, embedded in the bones of nations" - favorite line.

Oh, sigh. Another Jebus-freak who lets their faith-bias blind them to good art...so sad.

[princesspoet]

i give it a o for lords name in vain, it is trash

[princesspoet]

ug no offense lords name in vain..wont be back here