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Serial Verse -- yes one of those
"Stats"Plotting murderGraphing it out on a chartGraphic violence with precisionPlotting the intersectionsDemographicsCultureEconomic stabilityAgeRace SexIt creates a profileA profile of a victimThat society cares less ab… -
Serial Verse Time
Rings and Posts Some call them trophies,Like I would mount them on my wall,That'd be smart now wouldn't it?I'd have to take more than what I wanted for effect,Then,There'd be neighbors complaining for the stench of it al… -
Finger Puppets ( a Serial Verse)
It represents her,as I saw her,the real her.The whore,Sheila-Na-Gig,The laughing slut of Europe.She is an archetype,Mistaken for a goddess,So I make an icon,A small sleeve,For the finger that she touched herself with,The… -
Your Body (A Serial Verse)
Your body is so unlike you,Strips of it salty-sweet hanging from my lips,while you are bitter and sharp hanging from my memories.Your body is so unlike you,It was a magnificent piece of art,Where as you were a simple pie… -
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Serial Verses-- Where Hath Thou Gone
Satellite He calls me Renfield--because of his humor: joke; amusing; haha.He gets the lion's share--I get the scrap: bits; pieces; leftovers.At the great human buffet--I bus his table: bow; scrape; serve.I met a boy… -
Serial on the side
BaitShe's a good girl;Bright, smart, quick as a whip;We are close;Closer than a lot of fathers and daughters;It's good for families to cooperate;We've been doing this since she was twelve;She chats with them;Posts cute… -
Cold Serial
Snow AngelsSo cold here; At least it used to be; Now the Polar Bears are getting stranded; Starting to starve; At least most of them; Some of them found my stash; They were perfect beauties; Preserved in Mother Nature's… -
Serial, Serial, Why?
Wax MuseumThese mannequins--This placed filled with soulless mockeries of me--I loathe it--My tour guide spoke of objectification--I find it to be anthropomorphication--The soulless being made into the image of me--And … -
Brief Serial Verse
I can't get to heaven like this,The preacher man he told me,He say that the little children go,But I can't be like that again,The preacher man he told me,I can't get to heaven like this,But I can't be like that again,So …
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