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This One's For Mother Nature

By Airidas Kondrotas All Rights Reserved ©


This One's For Mother Nature

Who are you?
Who am I?
We’re just specks of dust
In this fucking shitstorm
called life.
Without purpose,
without meaning.
just eating, shitting
and fucking.
We’re God’s little project
If that bastard even exists.
But what are we really?
We’re poison.

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novicemaster: The imagery in this prose poem is glorious. I love the way you manipulate words. You seem to have harnessed them to bend to your every whim. The slightly archaic ones like "whilst" make this resemble a fairytale. The entire idea of a prose poem is brilliant. I didn't get the ending at first, but ...

ItsAnnier: Great original idea! Long poems don't often hold me, but yours did to the end and made me want more of the story. Was it a Crime of passion with the murderer returning to the crime scene? I hope further poems will tell me more!

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