The napowrimo.net challenge for today is to write a poem completely composed of lines from other poetry; or joyous, shameless theft, so here goes :). I chose a cannibal theme, as that is what this poem is–pure cannibalism.
The taste of blood is in my mouth.
the god who feeds on his father and eats his mother,
I wait amongst the walls above wavering innocence to demand.
A lust, a hankering for carrion, a misogynous torment
piranha women/on a horror rampage.
every artist is a cannibal
grind those bones between your teeth
Suppose I were to eat you
Pleased to meet you, pleased to have you on my plate
and what could be more intimate?
from Chris Wallace-Crabbe;The Cannibal Hymn (translated by Tony and Willis Barnstone); Devon Baker; Stuart Barnes; Bono; xAshx; Doug Holder; Grace Jones; Susana H. Case; Tami HO Lai-Ming and Reid Mitchell
Excellent job mixing the lines to create a seamless work – and thanks for checking my page out 🙂
enjoyed your page very much–thanks for liking my “butchery.” 😉
You’re good! WONDERFUL lines meshed well and connected perfectly too! ~Deb
Thanks Deb–I thought it was a good idea until I trolled through all the cannibalistic poetry there is out there–was making my skin crawl…what I won’t do for art–a patchwork quilt of the grotesque. Hmmm–might be a poem in there, too, somewhere
& one I will actually write instead of steal!
Yes I suppose becoming “one” is intimate, ughhh. 😀
I am going to have to revert to my high-school days and say–GROSS! 😀