Doom’s meal

On glistening bowels we skid and skate

Lurching, reaching for the prize, a mate

I look and I(cy)(see) how much I inflate

Much of them pains when we did relate

4 October 2010

 ∞

I rock and I rock, I rocked till dusked date

Dawn wins the grey of last twinkling state

Ye fortune I seized for long it had me wait

I beckon you unto this foreboding estate

 ∞

A leering twist in the timeless path of fate

An eerie finger of the corrupt on my slate

I look upon the face of yesterday (I)(i)()rate

Blossoms of bugs or slugs piled on my plate

 ∞

This is my finger, eat it I must contemplate

This is my tongue that touched to translate

This is my wing that to heights did me elate

This is my heart, I split and you as I much ate

 ∞

Ate? Hate? Do I remember

It was yesterday, another member

 ∞

Morsels of damsel, awoken dead in a crate

Ghastly meal, I(eye) for you I(eye), we ate much spate

I chewed on the bone, my teeth it did grate

You chewed on the h(u)(ea)rt, its flesh did di(e )late

 ∞

You chewed I did too this mine bodily bait

You watched mesmerised mine scanty gait

Saw no poison into morsels you can’t hate

Spill ye guts, by my meal, you’re prostrate

 ∞

Reading of my poem on youtube

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=_vhSia56VVM

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