Monday, August 4, 2014

In The Light Of Day

The carcass lies still now.

Blood has congealed on the asphalt;

Maggots grow hungry

Within the fetid wounds.

The muddy tire tracks

Still visible across the corpse

Are those cunning lies

You whispered

Last night, in the darkness.

I believed your kiss.



  












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  1. AnonymousAugust 5, 2014 at 3:05 PM
    Dark, very very dark. You create a lot of intrigue in your final lines around the kiss. Good job!
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  2. AnonymousAugust 5, 2014 at 3:35 PM
    That simile is powerful! And I love the accusation in the last line.
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  3. AnonymousAugust 5, 2014 at 3:57 PM
    I agree with Nate and Glasgow!  Great job!
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  4. AnonymousAugust 5, 2014 at 4:48 PM
    "The muddy tire tracks... cunning lies" That's some strong stuff there.  I really liked this one.
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  5. AnonymousAugust 7, 2014 at 10:12 AM
    This is so visceral. Fantastic imagery! I particularly love the muddy tire tracks as lies. :)
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  6. AnonymousAugust 7, 2014 at 3:00 PM
    I had to get past my initial "ewww" response to reread and appreciate this. It was worth exploring again. 
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  7. AnonymousAugust 8, 2014 at 9:18 AM
    The title for this is so perfect...in the light of day, it all looks so different.  Nice!  Beautifully written.
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  8. MarcyAugust 8, 2014 at 9:46 AM
    I love how you mixed up such disturbing, physical images with the damage done by a lie.
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