Unmarked 10

by ImamuralNorth Canton, Ohio, USA

May 2012 274 Views 5 comments

The Unmarked #10

No window,
no name
nor stamp.

Commonplace, this bleached white fiber,
with no design and unglued.

Unglued?!

Index finger and thumb grasp
suspect flap-

Blood drips ... its slit
craves man-flesh,
satiates in curses
and obscenities.

But, but, BUT,
all it is,
is an empty ...

envelope,

Right?!

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Posted: May 2012

About this poem:

This was just going to be a poem about an open envelope about an hour ago, now it grew fangs. heh

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Comments (5)

LadyMorgana60Norwich, Norfolk, England UKMay 20, 2012

Paper cuts can be a pain :-) empty envelope or not.

Interesting form of writing you have,

CloudySkyMoreno Valley, California USAMay 20, 2012

funny what can give you an inspiration! Well done. Darn monster envelopes craving the blood of my fingers!

bjallenunknown, Washington USAMay 20, 2012

ouch paper can be so brutal at times

ImamuralOPNorth Canton, Ohio USAMay 20, 2012

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Thank you LadyMorgana60 for your comments. Empty or not ... heh ... this gave me another thought-check, as if there is blood in it, it is no longer empty, eh?

Is the envelope half full or half empty ... hmmm. heh

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CloudySky, I absolutely agree! Inspiration comes in varies forms, some not too kind! heh Thanks for sharing your thoughts.

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bjallen, brutal ... agreed. I've had the pleasure of unknowingly having one while cleaning solder paste off a stencil with denatured alcohol!