Poetry post

[radiantfracture]

Maybe you don’t carry
a dark hot mystery in your core

Except the same secret as everyone else:
the heart and its bloody signals
the dank furnace of the intestines
the cooling lungs that pull the world
through the body in currents
the wet seething sorrowful brain

You could tell that;
It might be enough.

Comments

[sovay]

That's good.

[radiantfracture]

Thank you.

[edenfalling]

I like this!

[radiantfracture]

Thank you!

[sabotabby]

I love it.

[radiantfracture]

Thank you.

[juushika]

I really like this! I'm always drawn to conceptualizations of the body as a beautiful grotesquerie, and your specific examples of body parts as transformative, communicative meat are so effective; I particularly love "the dank furnace of the intestines."

[radiantfracture]

body parts as transformative, communicative meat

I love that way of putting it.

Thank you!

[nanila]

Yes, this. Very effective. 🙂

[radiantfracture]

Thank you!

[smokingboot]

This has power. Like it very much.

[radiantfracture]

Thank you.