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POEM: Foul

they stole her soul

put it in a hole


&


covered it with steaming shit

from the demon’s latrine pit

but they fouled up

it woke the pup

who knew a soul could vaporize


&


in a steam cloud it would rise


&


that breathed in by Cerberus

it’d make the beast more murderous



[National Poetry Month: Poem #11]


1 Comment

  1. Robert Varga says:

    Da horror! So morbid sounding, so dark. I like!

    Like

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