- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Tartarus
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Lamentations fall
in the mirror of Acheron.
The potentials fracture me
Thanatos carves of me
a tunnel
paved with broken voices
of unseen women.
He grunts,
"You are nothing."
A dog with three faces,
of all I should have been,
watches me
dumbly
I ask where the knife is
and it tells me I'm already dead.
A moth pulses in my fist
chaotic
and amorphous.
My orifices bleed
in concert
with the tearing of self.
If I unravel the known
will I dream in tapestries?
- COMMENTS
twelveoonealmost 13 years agoa little of shopping carts in the River Styx. Cerberus wagging his tail. Bring it back a little earthward. End line is great.A5
