- Non-Erotic Poetry
- Bête Noire
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Click hereCan you see, bête noire,
what castellated cardboard
walls you raise?
Can you hear the bellow
from regurgitating depths?
A par excellence charade
hauling spikes and venom,
another exigency in disarray,
twisted to your petty pleasures.
Can you smell, bête noire,
the reek of soot and decay
from every word you speak?
Can you feel
reason spread thin
over your emptied domain,
all yours to keep
but silent forever?
Bête noire,
taste these lines,
roll them gingerly down your
throat, and you’ll either choke
or live to tell the tale.
And have someone
who’ll listen.
- COMMENTS
LeBrozabout 17 years agoThis poem was mentioned in the Archival Review thread, in a picking through Lit's archive of over 34,000 poems.
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Vampiric_Mirageover 18 years agoThe language and style of your words create a rare and beautiful poem. I was going to say which lines were my favourite, but honestly you have too many good ones to choose...
Anonymousover 18 years agoHmmm made me stop and running the impact of the poem both through my mind and my soul.... very deep and well put together Liar.. ty for the inspirational write it gave me chills...
du lac~
