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synthetic heaven taking hold
      changing all that's lucid, cold
         down the gut or down the drain
   coursing throbs to burst a vein
(bent to quell a wretched pain)
      neural tap dance, bloody bold ...

   dangled digits - dancing doll
damp, the skin, a fetid crawl
      lines of white to tingle, thus
         in the nostrils, dirtied dust
(fevers do what fevers must)
      cordially, then climb the wall ...

   skin as pale as pallid moon
gals drape alabaster swoon
      chemicals, tho wildly worse
         sipping bubbly from a purse
   (coy to craft a college verse)
sinless, she'll be sullied soon ...

         manic madness found a shell
   every potion kings could sell
spending senses on each one
      pounding pulses, just for fun
         (hungers hotter than the sun)
   banished aptly straight to Hell ...

lived, have I, a passion's dream
      dancing short of Hades' seam
         wisdom, more or less my own
   sucking marrow from the bone
(shy the debts I've yet to own)
      due whatever fortune deems ...

   pain more horrid than it seems
(death as dark as devil dreams).







~ 1st Place ~  in the "Contamination" Poetry Contest, Kai Michael Neumann, Judge & Sponsor.

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