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Millions of Flies

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B-Mental
, 11-15-2007 at 02:57 PM (1423 Views)
Millions of Flies


Millions of flies
Spring out of my cupboards
Leaping out of their vile, black, moist, sticky home

Invading my mouth
I swallow them whole
Jaws pried open

Marching multitude of feet
En route to plant their
Lecherous seed in my guts

I fall under their weight
Smelling their crap
The constant mechanical hum
of a diswasher
My funeral dirge




I just got my old computer back up. It was in storage when Katrina hit, and I haven't started it up since. This poem is uneven and poor, but I like it still. It was based on a nightmare I had after a horrific encounter.

Sorry it isn't bright and cheery. Toodles!
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  1. mtpspur's Avatar
    Again I continue to affirm that poetry is a mystery to me and you give me no reason to change. I suspect sometime was watching Wes Craven movies before he went to sleep.
  2. Virgil's Avatar
    Actually kind of funny, don't you think?
  3. kiz_paws's Avatar
    I liked that poem, your words had me imagining all kinds of crazy images! Take care, Kizzo
  4. B-Mental's Avatar
    Actually, I had left some vegetable in a cupboard, but I was a way for many weeks. When I had returned, I opened the cupboard, and was swarmed by fruit flies. It was just hideous when my hand sank into the veggie, and then all of the flies swarmed out.

    It turns out I ended up losing several poems, a couple of hundred photos, and maybe a dozen irreplaceable recipes as corrupted files I need to find someone that may help me retrieve them.
  5. Countess's Avatar
    Oooh, deary. I've lost my appetite!
  6. downing's Avatar
    That was impressive! Perhaps you're the new Baudelaire horrible picture yet fascinating... you did the author's job