Must
October 02, 2017
My
Must
started
early
earlier
than most
Came
in
screeching
hot
leaving
thick
sanguine
promise
stains
on
my
sheets
Flowed
unfiltered
angst
against
my
spiral
bound
secrets
Tugged
stylus scalpel
against
abandoned
sinew
Severed
familial
keloid
ties
Now
My
Must
smiles
She serves
Borgia's
best
wine
in
old lace
paper
goblets
etched
with
No. 2
lead
Must
started
early
earlier
than most
Came
in
screeching
hot
leaving
thick
sanguine
promise
stains
on
my
sheets
Flowed
unfiltered
angst
against
my
spiral
bound
secrets
Tugged
stylus scalpel
against
abandoned
sinew
Severed
familial
keloid
ties
Now
My
Must
smiles
She serves
Borgia's
best
wine
in
old lace
paper
goblets
etched
with
No. 2
lead
2 comments
This is powerful, a bit wicked, but also playful.
ReplyDeleteI see the difference from this poem and adding My Must throughout. Both are powerful but I think the way you wrote it in the comments on OctPoWriMo is more powerful. Well done!
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