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Bagpipes
Contributed by
screwge
on
Wednesday, 10th June 2009 @ 05:36:04 PM in AEST
Topic:
abstract
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Sound your craven bagpipe
of an otherworldly stomach. Screech,
curdle this delirious tripe
by deranged melisma; I beseech
still higher trills, as the thing struggles to squeal
on the maudlin platter of death,
a chimneyed heart difficile
in its last stoked breath.
What more could the people long
for in their charcoal rows--a dampened aisle--
than the radial, blistering song
which might rise up like an anvil, defile
the noble purpose, dirges, eulogy?
Instead that gallery can sit and toss,
not lamenting the melee
of sniveling music, the hallowed loss
of hymns. You too would embroil
before One Man--laid longways
and hushed--could stuff and boil
his boar with the apple of praise.
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screwge
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2009-06-10 17:36:04] (Date/Time posted on
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Re: Bagpipes
(User Rating: 1 ) by lesoleilnoire on
Wednesday, 10th June 2009 @ 07:37:48 PM AEST (User
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Nicely written. Good word choice. |
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