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Friday, September 13, 2013

The 13th of Poetry

Today being Friday the 13th and since we have been reading Poe in English, I recently found my old horror story from a middle school continuation assignment of a story we only read the first part of and it has thus provoked my desire to write creepy, dark literature. Although creepy and dark is fun, the most important part for me is to make it "thought provoking", and leave you saying it "got you thinking about things". Yes! All I want to write is something with layers that pokes at you and maybe you, the reader, can't really tell how everything is supposed to go together but that's okay because, for me, that's how it's supposed to be and how things often work in my mind. I love to bring out the dark, smokey part. But I love even more to bring out the corner of my mind with globs of supernatural ooze and demons with empty eye sockets. And then I most often bring out one of the many lines that connect all sides of my writing prompts: and I will make you think more than is easy.

I kind of started explaining too much/losing proper words there at the end so I'll go ahead and...

Part I
Dead is dead
in dens and dirt
Damned and drinking.
In drought, still drinking.
Keep on drinking.
Thus, dragging these darlings deeper down as dapper demons do
Disguised as dapper gentlemen.
Demonically drawing forth faith
devise it into solitude,
deeply.

 Part II
The dears, they sigh.
Denial displaces death
Dance the dance of darkened days
The indentured slaves don't drown today,
don't give away.
In this indentured life let difference fall
between dry spell and diphthong drawl.
Bewitch me, pinch me,
I have been discovering
you
who stands
doomed, but delaying
what dead is dead will do.

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