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Sodden Spirit

by Janine Euladia

Twenty five individuals
watched them dissapear
The earth swallowed them hungrily
spat a few stones, a marker
Deep dwellers descended
Savouring flesh wearing remains
I wanted to taste them for myself
Though hungry as a beekeepers daughter
I just waited, biding the air
that sat stilling all around
till the weighty sod accepted me home

03/05/2007

Author's Note: Spiritual Canabalism

Posted on 03/05/2007
Copyright © 2026 Janine Euladia

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 03/05/07 at 03:56 PM

Hmmm, this is truly chilling because of who and what groups it makes me think, and your imagery just nails it. yikes....

Posted by Michael Faraday on 11/28/07 at 08:50 PM

Well-said. Enjoyed. :)

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