2011-09-22

Poetry is Better than Music

I had to make a poem fast.

Not the best but "that'll do, pig. that'll do".


the onion skin broke

cracking and peeling in useless

death

like so many hands of the fated

humans

the skin ripped wide and chided

it's children

who lived and liked to cause

such chaos

it fell away to reveal the next

dead layer

of cells, tumultuously to molt

we had not killed it

it was already dead

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