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Ode To Kafka

What is this creepy thing Infecting my body? Busily digesting my flesh, melting, The first stages of the blob. End of my extremities Swell ominously, wriggling, Undulating like giant worms Busily digesting my tissue I’m becoming what I fear most, Mistaken for castings Shoveled up and thrown On the compost heap.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2010




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Date: 11/20/2010 12:26:00 AM
the mysterious, surrreal persuasions of kafka penetrate deep in your beutifully dark poem, james... terrific! warmest, nette
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Date: 11/19/2010 11:52:00 PM
I do not know much about Kafka, but I can get a really good sense of him from your poem, James! Luv, Andrea
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Date: 11/19/2010 1:09:00 PM
Kafka is still my favourtite, James
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