Incinerate The Eyes Of Bacterium (When Hell Is Found Above)

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Poem by: Pestilence

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**For The Poetry Factor Competition**

Submitted: November 18, 2011

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Incinerate The Eyes Of Bacterium (When Hell Is Found Above)

A Poem By; Pestilence

Bleak the skies are these days... with highly combustible..... projectile soaring through the vibrant projection... through the spectrum of carbonic rust..... Such a glorious dusk!

Windows mock with transparency.... souls bloated from their diet of propaganda

(the unabridged lustof the toxins who toil for mere human lungs)

It looks so promising.... I desire to reach out with undeserving fingers....

to catch a slight taste of nature's poetryon my lips.

Bound to clones of a monster's creation.... Bound to this gardenof flesh and mutated bacterium.

We can only dreamto redeem ourselves beneath the aftermath... of the setting sun.

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Pestilence

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Fri, November 18th, 2011 4:33pm

A result of too much Alice In Chains and a wonderful slideshow on WW1 mass destruction tactics. A bit more abstract then my usual stuff, but hey it fits requirements (I think).
Also I understand the bacterium is technically prokaryotic and the animalia and plantae kingdoms are eukaryotic therefore not bacterium, but there is a reason behind my use of the term here. I still however have yet to understand my reasoning behind taking ap bio this year...

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Sun, November 27th, 2011 3:42pm

I too entered this competition and used war as frame work for the required words. This piece while abstract has a feeling of the great war poet Wilfred Owen.

I will continue to muse over its meanings.

In the mean time thank you for sharing and good luck in the competition

Dibs

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Tue, November 29th, 2011 5:46am

That's funny that you mentioned Owen, I had read dulce et decorum est for school a few weeks ago. Must have been tucked away in my subconscious and seeped out into the next thing I wrote. Anyway, thank you for taking the time to comment and good luck in the competition also. I'll go check out your poem.