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redemptions reciept
Contributed by
dominique
on
Tuesday, 22nd June 2004 @ 12:41:14 PM in AEST
Topic:
InspirationalPoems
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The storeowner stood silently
As he opened his “store” for business
And watched as people stampeded inside
The first customer came bearing cancer
Hiding her burden behind bloodshot eyes
She had ran from obliteration longer than she
Had actually existed
She reached across the counter and let
The blood from her freshly slit wrist
Coagulate with his own
The second customer arrived with liquor
Dancing in his entrails
He poured a glass for the man behind the counter
And forced him to drink his problems
Into continuation
The third customer was an older man
Whose vindictiveness was a product of hate
The storeowner could read the racism
On his face
The old man had aged in ignorance
Leaving him cold and lonely
He slapped the storeowner
She staggered into the room, the fourth customer,
From a deadly sleep
Stagnant from the empty bottle in her hand
She opened the storeowners mouth and shoved
In a handful of little white tablets
He swallowed
A boy was the fifth customer of the day
Running in to escape his crime
Unmarked blood staining his shirt and a gun
Directed in the storeowners direction
He shot frantically
Number six wore clothes that accentuated
Her sexuality
However she didn’t bask in her glory
As the male customers fell to their knees
They were her customers as well
Her body had been there haven
But she had no place of comfort
She kissed the lips of the storeowner
And her tears ran down her face
A seventh man lusted after the sixth woman
Until he too stood in front of the storeowner
Persistently flashing him images of naked
Woman
When he turned his head
Seventh man raped the storeowner
The couple walked in together as the eight and ninth
Customers
Number eight quailed from the hand holding her by
Her hair
She found it futile to try to defend herself or act as if
It didn’t happen
She just did what he said and held her crypt that was
Once her stomach and a resting place for her unborn child
The man beat the storeowner
And told the woman to wound his side
It was hard to distinguish the gender of the tenth customer
It was a dark sinister being
Who was consumed by carnality
It cursed the storeowner
Calling him counterfeit
And performing rituals at his feet and persuading
The others to leave
The storeowner became plagued by the
Chaos of the store
And the agony of his heart
He escaped through the back door
And found himself climbing a branchless tree
He cried his last cry
And died ten deaths
Praying the customers would
Receive redemption’s receipt
Copyright ©
dominique
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2004-06-22 12:41:14]
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Re: redemptions reciept
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by pixie on
Tuesday, 22nd June 2004 @ 12:44:01 PM AEST
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wow, thats all i can say .....
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