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Coffined (Free verse) by Dovina

What good is a body coffined Or self-consumed As if the reaper sleeps? What good is legacy lost Or fund-lengthened lives For bullets’ sting? And why help For thanks returned More likely stabbed Sitting here Soul soured Before an empty tube Wine darkened In midnight verse Hard-faced to any need I ask what good that body is Complete, abolished No-breather, no-brainer

DoubleU 26-May-05/6:10 PM
I wonder, is this really such a poem failure? It's intriguing and the language is quite rich. If this is about someone who is helping himself going down the drain, it's an original view.
Although I get the impression that it is not the body that is 'abolished', but the brain.

Damned those capitals again! Because do I read:
'I ask what good that body is,
complete (and) abolished'
or
'I ask what good that body is; complete
(but) abolished'?




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