Challenge
Monthy Poetry Challenge for March.
Write a poem about a cleansing by fire, by any means: Beautiful, dirty, gritty, dark, fluffy... make it yours. Winner is decided by likes, and will receive a crisp $10.00 -Set it alight.
Callosamia Promethea
Has the moth in your flame
Finally begun to complain?
Weathered nerves, testimonies
Burns—felony—in third degree
.
When the pressure caved in your ribs
And pink catgut spun from the ceiling
Drenched with red but never bleeds
Wax gums clenched from dissenting
.
But when the moth in your flame
Brings the fire back into your skin
Their sanctity becomes your agony
Pain—murder—in second degree
.
While ashes shall beget winter ashes
As dust conceals carrion under pasts
Maybe you deserved a gas lamp myth
And maybe the flies deserve to watch.
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