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Lipsticked Corpse, Red dyed Hot Dog
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Beauty Shines Through The beautician's
task was to paint lipstick
on corpses.
The meat processor's
job was to inject
red dye no.2
into corpses..
(in some cases
while he was
still alive..
still corpus)
that hot dogs look
red, not brown
Dear Ernest, You have seeded my consciousness
and while I did not make changes as you suggested
I have changed the title..
eliminated 'nitrate' and put in 'red dye'
Thank you, Master Poet
I love the way you use poetry to deliver a message
this is a "gutt punching" poem - would I be out of
place to make a suggestion? Please;
knowing you will forgive me I will:
On the title:
as the term "lipstick on a corpse" is in the poem
I would omitt it from the title, and as eating
Hotdogs is an all american passtime I would use that
as title alone with the word "Nitrate" of course
which makes for an unsual combination...
drop the last two lines and add somting like
who's lips are you licking
when this flesh you are kissing...
I hate hotdogs -I love this poem
- it pack such a powerful punch but then again
all your work does.
Your friend and poet
ernest