Animal

By thanksfortheparakeets@gmail.com

Sat, 28 Aug 2010
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I know what it's like. I know what it does to you.

The giblets and the gristle of it linger
After the meat has been consumed.
And the bones of it: The skeleton remains forever
Fleshed out by living memory.

The animal, savage
Devours the one you love: They won't stop reaching
Another bottle.
Another tin.

It's not new.
It's a common tale
Told in your little face
Your wide blue eyes.
I want to say

I know what it's like. I know what it does to you.

Certificate 12
Poem
Style vs Substance
Autobiography

Comments

Submitted by shoe on
I Like this, marionwozere.

 

Submitted by MistakenMagic on
'And the bones of it: The skeleton remains forever Fleshed out by living memory.' - really brilliant lines, marionwozere! Well done on this one ;) Magic xxx

 

Submitted by thanksforthepar... on
Thankyou Magic and Shoe! xx

 

Submitted by jonahs cough on
i really like this. so vivid it almost makes me hungry. seriously though: very good.