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The Pen is Mightier than the Sword

On Collage


dragonqueen

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I slit their pretty white throats.

My knife is sharp, sharp, sharp.

One after the other,

their pretty smiling heads

separate

from their slim, dainty bodies.

Running, leaping, loving,

I get them all.

I slice and dice

and rearrange.

I am Dr. Frankenstein

with paste.

Beauty fragmented,

reinvented.

Necks, arms, legs,

all at the wrong angles.

Beauty composite.

My mad creatures come to life,

spinning, dancing, leaping

across the page in a frenzy

of smiles and pale skin and dewy eyes.

They jump to my command

in a whirlwind of twisted limbs.

And then it's

snick, snick, snick.

On to my next victims.

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Duh, COLLAGE, as in the art of putting together a picture from several small peices of other pictures or objects...NOT "college", aka a place where the government attempts to coagulate our creative minds into one blah society...Kind of like they're building a collage...uh, dictionary anyone? heh...

I like this poem. It reminds me of the Anime 'Evangelion'...the part where the girl's spare bodies are blown into a million bits and swim around in the cloning tank giggling insanely...uh, I'm going to go stick my head in a blender now. (exits)

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