The most noxious landfill is language.
Books are polluted; libraries, dump sites.
Due to toxic levels of pathetic fallacy
Bookstores recall infected books;
Greenpeace intervenes poetry readings;
Poets are fined for offshore word spills.
Why must a cloud be forever lonely?
Why must the sea be always cruel?
Books burn by their own hands.
Lexicon’s toxic waste contaminates
Our graves and poisons our shadows
From which we rise to stain the world.
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I like it.. I like how you just cut into the literary world with a knife and expose the stain that we are.
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but that's a very painful cut
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Thanks Steve, only a handful of people seem to get the poem. Much appreciated.
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Yes, I suppose it is, Lady C. I did not intend for it to be painful but that's how the words came out. Thanks for your comment.
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