March Madness Top Ten: Ligeia, under dimmed lights/Oloriel

My poem on Sudden Denouement! Please go and read the rest of the amazing submissions. You will not regret it!

Sudden Denouement Collective

Cracked like the skyline

at 18:11

countless men mine me for coal;

I suck the midday Moon

like a good symbiot,

like a pretty harlot of war,

I search myself at the garage sale,

I hollow me out,

unlatch the hands like instruments,

lick and spit,

soft, but I am dust –

disassembled to a murder of crows.

This blood builds altars between teeth,

this ocean is godless,

I am

77 silver coins shoved in the socket,

the worthlessness of thoraxes

is speaking tongues –

translated it means I who no longer know dawn.

I, eyeing this river, a carnival, alone.

I, no longer knowing the sparrows

for their marrow of strawberries,

I, stuffing the pillow with hares,

my ventricle for Doctor Death,

My mouth for the athame,

for you, lover, among decapitated carnations,

for you lover, your silences like noose

around the neck of promiscuous Miss mercy.

Now, sugar…

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~ by Oloriel on May 4, 2017.

6 Responses to “March Madness Top Ten: Ligeia, under dimmed lights/Oloriel”

  1. 🖤🖤🖤

  2. I feel certain that Poe would be as enchanted as I am…

  3. Congratulations! ❤

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