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November Collage Poem: Organs

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Tongue sticking out


Going back to Kemptown for a kiss of

mellow wine


Contemptible lives.

Is that what they died for?


Brown amber chaos shattered

Irritating egotism:



Blood drips onto white roses, turning them red

The lips that kiss

Only sinners take on


Stiff and tired, cold and loathe

Nameless bullet strikes in silent strength


After the war turned into chess-sized spaces

Battles turned into legends in their own mind


The egos fed their own vices.

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Nigel Astell

Thu 13th Nov 2014 14:27

Hand Picked

Stiff and tired
But keeps going.

Bold and hard
The power part.

Gets tuned on
By instant groans.

Feeling touch sore
End in sight.

At long last
Found those crows.

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