Hi Fran,
Some fabulous, densely-woven language and alliteration here.
Thanks!
I think I am reading this as a poem about how abuse makes us die inside, become a mere shell, a husk of a person - a morgue for their spirit?
Something like that.
Morguish Mentality
Poison slithers through veins, leeches vital organs, --- leeches love from ... ? Hmmmm... delivers toxicity to brain; eradicating soul's essence.
--- this S reads like a straightforward death - Juliet, perhaps
That's the feeling I wanted to convey.
A twisted mass of musings, wanton wreckage; --- lovely allit in those lines Thank you! euphoric apathy eases to points of nonexistence.
--- I also have a problem with "euphoric apathy" ... apathy eases energy to points of infinitescence ? (something like that might "work" perhaps?)
Interesting! I am going to rethink that line. Thanks for the suggestion!
Farinaceous flesh --- lovely allit and wonderful choice of "farinaceous" - gives me an image of this doughy, pasty-faced, compliant person who simply squishily absorbs the words hurled Oh my! What a picture!
deflects orals meant to pierce, --- so I wonder if deflects is quite right ... but not sure if I have any suggestions now ... maybe "cushions" ... nah ... I see what you're saying. I will rethink this one too.
designed to draw bloodied tears that puncture hope into despair. --- vivid stuff Thanks!
The body: a holding vessel for maelstromed melee, --- wow vanquished vitality; --- fab allit again Thanks again! lol a morgue ... no less
Hope those ideas are some use - and apologies if I am way off the mark (no excuse save just crawled out of bed for the morning, lol)
Yes, very useful and I will keep them in mind when I revise.
Thanks Fran! Cathy
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