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skeletons are turned to
gods.

"teach us not to need"
they whisper.
teach me
not to
feel.

because there is no room
between gluttonyanddeprivation.

Strip it away, use it up.
90..85..80..75...dead.





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Nicole M. said...
Aug. 5, 2009 at 6:35 pm
Hey. Thanks for the comments. I know it's difficult to get used to the style of it, but I'm the kind of person that loves to spice things up a bit and make people really think.

ee cummings is my biggest influence, and if you ever read his poems you'd definitely see where my style comes from.
 
Electricity This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 5, 2009 at 10:39 am
I like it...
 
Zero_Kiryu This work has been published in the Teen Ink monthly print magazine. said...
Aug. 4, 2009 at 11:09 pm
This is better. I like this one, though I don't exactly get it. Sometimes good poetry is hard to understand. ZERO
 
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