Anthony Charles King

Rookie (02-04-1966 / Glasgow, Scotland)

Execution Of My Nascent Existence - Poem by Anthony Charles King

the ballet of death
elegant and prowling
grinning in the dark throat
flexing new muscles

i could love you
although i fear you
you with the wet eyes and silver tongue

so i will pretend to be a happy whore
to augment the total of all our suffering
and i will toil away the hours...days....years
until the flame consumes me

to whom do i write such savage words..

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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, May 2, 2006



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