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Shakespeare's Monkeys

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May 16, 2025  

More in MosquitoBytes Volume 12: Rex Deus Ressurectio - 2008-2009

Insatiable Adoni

Stigmata Diabolic

Look to my hands
Crimson with your desire

Does it please you
Does the saline stench
Make you replete

See how I grew for you
Smell the fear I engender

How many more innocents I wonder
Before you admit satisfaction

Far be it for me to question
Though I will anyway

Why

To what purpose have you put me
This slaughter
This sadistic teasing of humanity

Surely it has purpose
Or so you would have us believe

Me

What do my thoughts matter

Since you ask though

I think you're just a petulant

Infantile

Prick

© 2008, Mosquitobyte

Celticlion - on May 19 2008
Ya got so many damned poems up, I figured I'm going to review some of them. I mean, shit. Hardly anyone reviews around here. I like the nasty grinding halt this comes to at the end. This has a sense of betrayal and mystery in the beginning- as if the speaker has been lured into a predatory situation. Maybe I'm off the mark. That's my sense. I like that it's ambiguous- I also like that the nasty gets withheld til the very end- like a dog you thought you might pet and then, SNAP! Excellent poem...C
Mosquitobyte - on May 20 2008

Thanks for the articulate review.

You're pretty spot on really, it's about the effect religion has on people. The final section is of course, my personal opinion of religion - regardless of theology.

Mos.
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