I search the day for pretty words
turrets of rain pummel them into the garden
where they remain until rot comes
maggots eat into their bouma
maggot grows fat from majuscules
creep over minuscules
chomp ascenders and descenders
lying there
in the riddled corpse of a word
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dVerse prompt to write a poem of dissonance
Egad! Word maggots!
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Creepy image
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That corpse of a word… very visceral
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