A Real Piece of Work

A Real Piece of Work

A Poem by SkinlessFrank

We spent the night together 

arguing

 

you 

just wanted to

discuss 

the Zapruder film

but I was already

bored to tears

musing about

the dark invertebrates

that well up inside of

sewer pipes and

thrive on 

neck 

cheese

 

please

you said

do not bite

into light bulb 

or pump 

blood

into the 

Linzer torte

 

do not talk of

unicorns

 

how

their horns are

not bony 

after all

but 

are more like footballs

surrounded in

a kind of 

tough

leathery 

skin

 

you only wish to

slice down

through the length of it

and

watch as

the dark meat

spills out

in a puddle

like boiled liver

© 2012 SkinlessFrank


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Surrealism abounds, like a sword fight between the artists Salvador Dali and Francis Bacon... a twist on the old po-TAY-to, po-TAH-to.....

The anchor comes in the first sentence, locking the setting, then the angst immediately transforms, symbolizing the welling emotion.

We sometimes dwell on the absurdities during an argument, this piece takes a step back to reveal the truth.

Posted 12 Years Ago


2 of 2 people found this review constructive.




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dissecting the dissectors ....

Posted 11 Years Ago


The sound of familiars... the little "axe" wielded to known weaknesses - here a cut, there a cut...

Posted 11 Years Ago


neck cheese! oh god, that's so appalling - I love it.
writing likes this makes me think I've met a genuine 'artiste'

Posted 11 Years Ago


What an absolute surprise! I cannot think of an intelligent thing to say that has not already been said.

Posted 11 Years Ago


Again delicious decomposition in the science of biology master here. Everything is so transitory as love is, but the trick is to enforce keeping with the gift of rational to blend into the passion. If passion yearns sometimes for other objects and projectiles then you can sit by the overwhelming appeal of all this and wondering as you figuraly looked at that boiled lover... uh liver...

I have not read you in a time, but you never leave the mind, because nobody writes as exceptional as you. In pure self-knowledge, and stunning imagery.

E.L.


Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Boiled liver...YUM!

Posted 12 Years Ago


lol yea this defiantly a piece of work. I love your twisted wordage!!

Posted 12 Years Ago


I agree with the comment below...wtf? I love it! I would love to know what inspires your writings...too much work...stress...spicy food? Too much drink? Is it the medication...I hate to think you wrote this with sound mind. lol

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

You have a wild imagination and interesting if not bizarre conversation..a walk on the surreal side

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A night spent together? I disagree. I'm jumping in from an older generation, but I could have shown you what a
"Night together," was meant to be! Discussing other than the moment and the taste, a waste!
Your writing is wonderfully, 'A Real Piece Of Work!" Always enjoyed!

Posted 12 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


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SkinlessFrank

Glen Sutton, Quebec, Canada



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