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