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Fill the Void
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She smiles, and deep in her
mouth...
The last bulb on the light strand
is out.
(The fuse is wet; he collects at the crest of her throat—)
Drip; drip; drip;
(She's like to drink him.)
With her tongue she counts the
(Her heart is soggy.)
teeth in the back of her mind.
...he lingers like a stench.
(A thirst unquenched—)
A moldy piece of memory she cannot
toss...
(POP!) Her bulbs are dying.
(Who turned out the lights?)
Darkness.
...out into the night.
Her sorrow surrounds her like a synthetic buffet.
(Nothing under heat lamps can fill her void.)
She closes her eyes and
swallows the Christmas tree
Drip; drip;
(There is momentary comfort.)
, forgetting the material can be torn.
© 2001 Koda Gallegos, All Rights Reserved
Reviews for Fill the Void
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Posted by (user) Rick on Writing.com - 12/11/2011
"Thank you for listing this poem for review. Catchy title. It was certainly supported well by this work. motion: Despair (for me any way) Great use of wordage. You painted many very vivid thought pictures for me. I thought the story moved well line by line. The format was interesting. I was entertained. Very good effort. Congratulations, Rick"
