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    dots Submission Name: Testament (c. by ruejacobs 12/10/08 3 a.m.)dots

    Author: ruejacobs
    ASL Info:    39/feminazi/Gehenna
    Elite Ratio:    4.82 - 619/473/167
    Words: 90
    Class/Type: Poetry/Venting
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       a Christmas poem out of context and in the sun.

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    dotsTestament (c. by ruejacobs 12/10/08 3 a.m.)dots

    Blame it on a scimitar moon
    No chesire-grinned reaper, she
    That crone
    The one that wished you harm
    Sheila, she of the gaping cervix
    Womb-tongued and blind
    And there, my love, there
    On the Cathedral walls

    Blame it on the fairy-rings
    Poisonous plantings
    Remote forest goddesses
    Arboreal nightmares
    A skeletal branch
    Clawed into a fist and
    Shaken against stars
    Blame it on the Rabbit in the Moon
    On the inky depth of a forgotten and snare-placed well

    Blame it
    Blame it
    Blame it on me.

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    Blame it on me
    Blame it
    Blame it

    On the inky depth of a forgotten and snare-placed well
    Blame it on the Rabbit in the Moon
    Shaken against stars
    Clawed into a fist and
    A skeletal branch
    Arboreal nightmares
    Remote forest goddesses
    Poisonous plantings

    Blame it on the fairy-rings
    On the Cathedral walls
    And there, my love, there
    Womb-tongued and blind
    Sheila, she of the gaping cervix
    The one that wished you harm
    That crone
    No chesire-grinned reaper, she

    Blame it on a scimitar moon

    That is your poem backwards. I did this to illustrate, or maybe foggy up, a point. Each one of your lines packs the ultimate punch. The arrangement of them can be altered, and still, your lines hold their weight. This is why I love your voice. Its power, which you harness like Nemesis. Its passion, which you express like Pele.

    Either I made a really good point or a really weak one.

    | Posted on 2009-06-18 00:00:00 | by O | [ Reply to This ]
      you have a way of causing unrest; of instilling unease and i like that, because it would be easy enough to wander through this and other 'sites, overdosing on spiritual benzoic sulfinides - but there is no danger of that happening on your watch...

    i think we have a little bit of everything in this short piece of yours; a little bit of everything that i have come to accept as your signature: allusion to the gods and where they abide; candour when it comes to the way we behave towards each other (sheila's gaping cervix is both a warning and oddly exciting - but then you would know that); and bleakness. you do bleak well and rabbits in the moon are my idea of sitting next to rorschach and explaining why all his blots are axes...

    take it easy doll and stay out of trouble.

    if you can.


    | Posted on 2009-06-14 00:00:00 | by Awkward | [ Reply to This ]
      i would never blame it on you!
    but nice work mummy!
    i loves it!!
    | Posted on 2009-06-13 00:00:00 | by PopRocksRae | [ Reply to This ]
      Nice Work Mum.
    | Posted on 2009-06-13 00:00:00 | by dismal_s child | [ Reply to This ]
      Wow. this is really really well done. I like how it goes about putting the blaime on others and then in the end you take it onto yourself. It is a very original and astonishing work. I don't think i would change anything about it. I really love how it is ended. As if that was the only reasonable thing for it. Its very enjoyable. keep up the great work

    | Posted on 2009-06-11 00:00:00 | by Akai_Ame | [ Reply to This ]

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