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Curse

June 6, 2019
By CherryJubilee PLATINUM, Fort Lee, New Jersey
CherryJubilee PLATINUM, Fort Lee, New Jersey
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I’ve heard a man use you once;

he was spitting,

his face a bloated scarlet balloon.

 

You came from the root –

infinite seed

stroked with brown stripes

embracing tan shell -

 

A seed dropped into soil -

the first primitive syllable.

 

The man pitches sounds

into numb, open air:

rocket ships,

orange and red,

 

its rippling strips swelling,

sizzled and shivered,

impaled on the warm atmosphere

of the victim’s breath;

 

infernos never just grow

and rocket ships never just fly,

 

but like the man says:                  

“You’ve changed.”


The author's comments:

The first line of this poem just came to me naturally, and from there, the rest of the poem followed. This was my first seriously thought-about and written poem that I had actually spent time on. I was experimenting with different styles of language and images, so please, sit back and enjoy!


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