vandiemenspeak
vandiemenspeak
Apr 21, 2016

Hunger for votes.

First eat those around you,

then when flesh no longer satiates;

fall upon your own body

and devour the bits that everyone hates.

When you've chewed through to the bile

blacker than a bible

and blessed your flesh

for what is cursed;

start in on your marrow thighs

and follow down past the shins

hard kicking every bleeding sin

to your feet upon this dank earth.

Should you find you still hunger,

lust for more and thrust your spirit

void around the universe of the living

and seek out minds

that resemble yours

then feast on them for all their giving,

is precisely what your'e worth.

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: I appreciate moderate constructive criticism

Editing Stage: Editing - draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Tasmania,Australia,Earth,Solar Systems,Milky way,Pint of Guniess, AUS

Favorite Poets: Glen Richards

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Comments

Rula

You've spoted the political game quite well.
Well said!

P.s. Last line "you're"... a typo