and they laid your death out,
elaborate as a table,
then watched, horrified,
as I ate and ate.
Forgive me.
I did not think
I would have such appetite,
that I would prove so hungry
for the thought of you.
Of shoes -- and ships -- and sealing wax -- Of cabbages -- and kings -- And why the sea is boiling hot -- And whether pigs have wings.
9 comments:
That was beautiful..every single line!
V.
i have an appetite for more of such poems
Thanks - I know that was not meant to be uplifting exactly but it resonated so perfectly that it provided a moment of bliss knowing someone out there knew exactly how I felt !!!
lovely!
Wow!
~Sunbeamz
get a publisher already. somebody, make it happen.
bittersweet!!
v.: Thanks
rs: "Give me access of it that the appetite may sicken and so die?"
anon: Who says it wasn't meant to be uplifting?
shoefiend: Thanks
sunbeamz: Thanks
anon2: amen
anu: yes, well.
the cook, the thief, his wife, and her lover.
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