Hopefully I got back here only by his grace and my coming back is nothing but for the encouragement I used to receive from our own #dpend.......... And got myself key in back to what I can say is consistency can never be fathom..... the #100 hundred days of poetry at our steemitschools......... Thanks once again to the organizers it wasn't my intentions to be outta here but bouncing back for good and back to the lane......
Poem title
Blades in the regiment
Push a porcupine quill into
My quaint eyes
Then plunge an assagai into
My fibroid face
Then slash my neck and stain
The tortoise back rich with my blood
Force a rug needle into my narrow
nose: force it right into my
indigo marrow.
Lift my tongue and tie it
With rope from a tethered goat
Lacerate my lips with deep sanguine
gutters splattering blood like a
Bellow in full blaze - blazing yellow
Disembowel my belly and feed the
Hawks that hover there hourless-
timeless black blue sky
And inside a crater bury
My ears.
"is it a death?"
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