Edwin Cordero


Torture - Poem by Edwin Cordero

Lessen the pain, lest we
Miss the array.
Listen, meaning
Has no name.
Lessons, teeming with
Us in frays
Relegate, delegate
Fate.

Kindred, bloodied face,
Stitch wounds, abate
Punctures, pictured taste:
Vengeance anomaly.
Mercy, for me, pace!
Think of spoils, waste:
Family in crates—
Tragedy soirée.

Stretched out late,
We've seen a lake
Not worth drowning.


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Poem Submitted: Sunday, October 27, 2013

Poem Edited: Monday, October 28, 2013


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