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Death My Vice
by Kristy M Tallman

Wednesday, September 26, 2007
Rated "PG13" by the Author.
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I leave this piece for you to determine its meaning...that is what poetry is truly meant for.


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Death My Vice

Crucifixion -
and Devastation
my vice,
I suffer the pain
of another
who doesn't want
to face the truths
life fucking brings
upon us,
I can't see
because I've lost
my vision,
I can hear
because I lost
my sense of sounds,
nothing echoes
in the depths of hell.
You - you're too deaf
to hear the cries
of those who die before me,
fallen into the depths
of a hole black,
transfixed into a box
sealed by locks of hair
that fell from a sea of blood
those who pass over
into the abyss
of my darkness
that never ceases -
the blood drips
like tears from my eyes,
the pain cries
like a woman dying,
she's too gone now
to bring back
by those who pretend
to understand the pain
she's been through,
conviction -
her time spent
here waiting
for the reaper
to capture her soul
though she knows
long ago it was
for the living
lost beyond return
from the
that befalls the world -
none of you see,
too blind to listen,
to deaf to see
the coming of death...

copyright by Kristy Tallman - September 2007

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Reviewed by Axilea MU 9/26/2007
Such a painful piece of writing. It sounds like hell on earth.
I love the picture.
A little correction for the last lines: "too deaf to see".
Thank you for sharing!

Reviewed by Mr. Ed 9/26/2007
Quite a powerful piece, Kristy, and quite a powerful graphic.
Reviewed by Karla Dorman, The StormSpinner 9/26/2007
POWERFULLY expressed, darkness in excellent lines: my favorite, "too blind to listen, too deaf to see the coming of death." Well done!

(((HUGS))) and love, Karla.
Reviewed by William DeVault 9/26/2007
Raw and powerful. Excellent work, I am excited to see so much good material from you in this burst of postings.
Reviewed by R Beeman 9/26/2007
very deep and dark. i love those last few lines that some people will just glance over. "too blind to listen to deaf to see." the inner core of some will see and read between your lines. most will never understand. these words have enormous value and even deeper meaning. sometimes when you totally sell out your the one who is sold and dark fates await. wonderful work, wonderful

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