"Belly of the Devil"
 

I had a bit of inspiration for this piece. Comments welcome.

"Belly of the Devil"

Peeled, the shell of life matter
Boiled in tempest water's foam
Membrane shrunk, fearful observance
Cracked beneath the shelter's dome

Sliced without a drop of blood
Heart extracted, fallen down
Mixed, catalystic portion
With silver weapon ground

Lunar phases, mockery
Crushed between thin fingers
Melds their substances together
Until no past trace lingers

Willful portionry implemented
Reassembled, spoon fed plan
Saucered, served supplementation
Benefiting weakened man

Colorless tongue becomes more pallid
No longer any need to beg
Crushed between jaws of doom
Protein laden, deviled egg

BJH
5/24/2011

You mean you copied it from the wall of a public telephone box like you always do? Ahh yes, I often re-read your magnum opus "Meet me here for cock fun on Saturday night".

I really liked this, you can take something as banal as making eggs and have it sound interesting. You can also convincingly hide the fact that you have more accent than a dictionary with a huge tilde hanging over it.

Telephone box? What's that? Hey, those chicken races on Saturday night are the bomb. And they helped hatch this poem.

I think you guys call 'em "maternity wards" over there.