cento cannibal

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

About Susan L Daniels

I am a firm believer that politics are personal, that faith is expressed through action, and that life is something that must be loved and lived authentically--or why bother with any of it?
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7 Responses to cento cannibal

  1. gajenn says:

    Excellent job mixing the lines to create a seamless work – and thanks for checking my page out 🙂

  2. You’re good! WONDERFUL lines meshed well and connected perfectly too! ~Deb

  3. Yes I suppose becoming “one” is intimate, ughhh. 😀

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