poetry critical

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Poetry Critical 2.0

Hey guys, Donald here.

In a few weeks, this site will be 9 years old. 9 years! And I still know some of the earliest submissions by heart.

But, boy. That’s like 102 in web-years. So it’s time for something new. I’m building that something now with my nights-and-weekend minutes (and plenty of coffee). Buy me a cup?

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Random Poem:

morbid curiosity
caustic

I wonder what it would
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take to peel away my skin
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so that I could examine,
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in excruciating detail,
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what it means to be me.
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       Does blood or poetry run
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       through my veins?
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       Is it muscles that tense or
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       swallowed screams?
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       Am I flesh and bone at all,
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       or painted static threaded
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       with words and heat?
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       And if that is true, then
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       where does all this
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       terrifying ice
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       come from?
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I wonder if I
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would die from the pain
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or absorb it,
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a raindrop into a lake,
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until it is an inexorable
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part of me.
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       Do my nerves dance in
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       technicolor epilepsy,
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       or am I a
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       monochromatic red
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       on the inside?
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       Will I ever find
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       patience’s charred corpse?
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       Will I scream in
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       agony
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       or ecstasy?
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I wonder if I will have
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the strength or willpower left
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to sew myself
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back together,
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or leave myself a flayed mess
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in body
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and in mind.
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