Grotesque (I have become)

**May make for uncomfortable reading**

Hammer nails into my eyes
Then chisel out my tongue
Puncture both my ears with spikes
And make me what I should become

Use blunt scissors to remove my nose
Then slice off my fingers and thumbs
There's a spanner there to crack my skull
And you have made me what I should become

Stick the bayonet into my throat
Then break my toes one by one
Flay the flesh off from my face
Now grotesque, I have become

Finally, you can split every limb
Sever each organ one by one
Plunge a skewer through my heart.......

— Millage, Dec 12, 2009

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Seren

16 years 5 months ago

Dear Mile man

Woah it aint always hearts and flower this is an intense write Mile man ... holy crap not sure what to say except long as your ok .. brilliant ... loved it dear man ;) just going to empty the bucket lol hahaha having a few drinks tonight opps love and higgest bugs Jayne P.S did you get my eeee type mail ? lol

Millage

16 years 5 months ago

My darling J.C

Thank you for you lovely words once more. The five stars is very kind indeed. It's a bit of a departure for me, is this one. I am not really sure how it came about, though I ought to thank the band 'CANNIBAL CORPSE' for some inspiration there. They are really sick f*ckers! ;-) Not been in work so not checked mails, but back in Mon. Hope you got my card. Much love Millage x

Kailashana

16 years 5 months ago

My o my. You forgot about

My o my. You forgot about the brain thingy. Who's been eating them? Brains... us zombies need brains! More brains please!!! love, Anna p.s. you got that skippy! Don’t let your victories go to your head, or your failures go to your heart.

Millage

16 years 5 months ago

Once again Ma....

.....I am humbled by your generous 5 stars. I don't think I will be writing too many like that, but if you want sick shit, check out the albums by Cannibal Corpse. Sickest ones are probably "Butcherd at Birth" or "Tomb of the mutilated". Yep, this "soppy old hapless, romantic, constantly longing for his dream squeeze" man listens to some seriously sick shit as well as romantic stuff. ;-) Much love Millage x

Kailashana

16 years 5 months ago

In case you haven’t

In case you haven't noticed it before... life is seriously sick. Many glue their heads to a pollyannaness. In my neck of the woods, a black man kills & buries 11 black women in his backyard. In my white, middle-class neighborhood, that would never have happened... There a thousands of survivors living with hacked off hands and legs in Rwanda; there are women and children survivors of gang rape in Darfur as well as millions dead. There are lost Sudanese boys who are now men. And a country called Israel that is recreating the Warsaw Ghetto for the Palestinians. And I'm just touching on the grotesque. Love, Ma Don’t let your victories go to your head, or your failures go to your heart.

Millage

16 years 5 months ago

Stone me Anna....

.......I apologise if my 'attempt' at the grotesque has caused any sort of upset. It was never my intention. It was, after all, only a poem and not an attempt by me to make any sort of statement. And yes, I am aware of what goes on in the world. England is not exactly a bed of roses. Like everywhere else, it seems to be going to the dogs. Much love Millage x

Kailashana

16 years 5 months ago

Earth is peopled with the

Earth is peopled with the same minds... how could life be different? Poets, I think struggle with these issues, whether or not on a conscious level. Your poem did not upset me. No one's actions or poems upset me here. This is cyberspace; however real life is another matter. We hurt one another and we hurt for the other. Love you darling Millage, Ma Don’t let your victories go to your head, or your failures go to your heart.

Seren

16 years 5 months ago

Dear Ma

Pollyannaness I suffered from for yrs ... upbringing sheltered is all I shall say religion was the weight hung round our necks, I love both my parents but they never prepared me for the REAL world ... thrown in the deep end we sink or swin ... I was a lifesaver I swam for calm waters and watched till i worked out how life worked ... your a wise woman and the just sobered me the heck up ... love and hugs Jayne x x