A second chance

A second chance

A Poem by SkinlessFrank

if they were to

strap me down

upon the concrete bed

aside the

polished steel 

of the

Dairy Queen

machine

modified just for me

with the carnival calliope

and that special

polyethylene

hose

the "new car smell"

threaded

with such care

from

the

spigot

to

my

gullet


would i bear it well?

 

would i fight back

when they threw the switch

and the warm

slop 

began

to 

flow?

 

i’ve heard

it said

they sometimes

fill these machines with

medical 

waste


but

this tastes 

different

today

 

oh sure

i might struggle

even as 

my abdomen

distends

my fibres 

unravel

the tar 

seeps out from me

and

wets

my

spine

 

i might 

risk

everything

anything

for

a second 

chance

 

i might

but then 

again

© 2013 SkinlessFrank


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:) this is beautiful.
the honest pondering of hyperbolic images that cast a skewed reflection of the damage we strange little creatures so often inflict upon ourselves.

it's mildly insulting in the most delightful way. questioning the durability of the self under fire, questioning the daily activities of a race of creatures who want to think less and consume more all the time, questioning one's own will to continue existisng, alongside the will of an entire species, questioning if/if not the term "victim" applies when the one being poisoned is lapping the toxic agents like a cat at warm milk.......questioning is good

although I'm alost positive that the real answers to these questions would frighten us all to the point of shaking.

good poem.

cheers!
RG

Posted 12 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.




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Dairy Queen and torture.....oh my! What will you think of next? Honestly I think I met my match here at WC. I did not think anybody could be more twisted than myself. lol

i’ve heard
it said

they sometimes
fill these machines with
medical

waste
but
this tastes

different
today

A delightful indulgence turns disgusting........

Posted 12 Years Ago


Like you are about to receive electroshock and a lethal injection at the same time.

Posted 12 Years Ago


:) this is beautiful.
the honest pondering of hyperbolic images that cast a skewed reflection of the damage we strange little creatures so often inflict upon ourselves.

it's mildly insulting in the most delightful way. questioning the durability of the self under fire, questioning the daily activities of a race of creatures who want to think less and consume more all the time, questioning one's own will to continue existisng, alongside the will of an entire species, questioning if/if not the term "victim" applies when the one being poisoned is lapping the toxic agents like a cat at warm milk.......questioning is good

although I'm alost positive that the real answers to these questions would frighten us all to the point of shaking.

good poem.

cheers!
RG

Posted 12 Years Ago


3 of 3 people found this review constructive.

'would i fight back
when they threw the switch'

very unexpected images give this piece a gorish, disquieting flavour. very raw, very off limits :)

Posted 12 Years Ago


I love, love this piece! I am not sure what this says about me and the images that I love--but gotta say, your images are so great--they lash themselves to my inner eye and refuse to let go--

Posted 12 Years Ago


the world has been waiting for your images to thrash and squirm into the minds of us all

Posted 12 Years Ago



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SkinlessFrank

Glen Sutton, Quebec, Canada



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