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Cadence
By Guillotine
if only I could write again;
pick up these withered oaks
clench
my fist
and scream blood
into all these fucking riddles.
I
would murder ink
to splash this page
with meaning,
strip
myself clean in its verse
spit these vulgarities
into ravens
feathers
and paint the world in its glory.
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Copyright 2010 Guillotine
Published on Monday, July 5, 2010.
Filed under:
"Poetry"
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On Monday, July 11, 2011, Ladyhawke
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wrote:
" I would murder ink". . .what a great line. Really shows the gritiness and feeling in this poem. Again, great write!
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A former member wrote:
amen; i feel this on so many levels, but youve brought it out in technicolour venomous voluptuous bold voice. always a pleasure.
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