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In Ironic Drape, Ropes Hang

hard against the wall
the seat of death finally rests
in ironic drape, ropes hang
wicker basket waits
a twist, a turn, beheaded
mans inhumanity dealt

deathlifelosschoka

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Jslambert Mister Roboto

June 19, 2011 at 8:27 AM

OUCH! sounds like this fella clocked out a little early! Nice CHOKE-UH :) I mean Choka!

Wilma Neels

June 12, 2011 at 8:09 AM

I haven't read a dark one from you in ages ;) hmmm I wonder if there is something wrong with me loving this one lol.. Enjoyed this one James ;) love Wilma

Shannon Deane

June 8, 2011 at 5:36 AM

Like I said before your imagination knows no bounds or limits, you sir are a Poet.

James Fraser

June 8, 2011 at 6:30 AM

Oh my! thank you kindly Shannon for the always kind words, they are so much appreciated :)

Andrea Dietrich

June 7, 2011 at 9:09 PM

wow,a very dark one, but ME LIKES!!! One of the winners in the contest, I think an HM, had a theme similar to this one, James. And one person did one about a hanging! I just read all the winners so I noticed how the dark ones stood out!

James Peranteau

June 7, 2011 at 7:40 PM

Such is the case of james' desire to have his head attached when I meet my demise ! Oh the thought of mine domes plop into some prior used droppings 'pon another souls soul ! *smiles* Great write my dear poetic friend ! Have a great night James...much love, james

Constance La France

June 7, 2011 at 3:51 PM

deep, dramatic, and horrific, but yet I adore it~~

Sara Kendrick

June 6, 2011 at 3:43 PM

Terrible things have been done to man and woman in the name of what is right...Interesting work that you have penned.Thanks for stopping by..Sara

Jack Horne

June 6, 2011 at 12:00 PM

Great minds think alike, as they say, James - we both thought of hanging. Mine was a suicide, so he couldn't hang and behead himself LOL. Love your choka

Carolyn Devonshire

June 6, 2011 at 11:53 AM

How interesting that some people view this photo as a dark scenario and others see warm nostalgia. You always do remain true to yourself, James. One of the things that makes you so special! Love, Carolyn