He was born with a gaping hole
where love should have been
He attempted to fill it with excesses
Money was tinder in his pocket;
the heat of it would ignite,
leaving him with smoldering ashes,
filled with plural apologies to himself
He would stuff consumables into
his salivating mouth,
insulating himself in bacon fat;
his body burgeoning, growing, growing,
unable to move beyond it
Lusting for bodies, he had many,
seeking their comfort, finding none;
just flesh devouring flesh
Faceless, headless women, piling up
He poured liquid spirits down his throat,
burning, burning all the way down,
till he finally puked it back up
He stuck needles into his arms,
poking holes, too numerous to count,
waiting for the nothingness to come;
turning him into swiss cheese
Only a gaping hole remained
where love should have been.
© Brenda-Lee Ranta
Excerpt from the book “Myriad of Perceptions”
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About the Author
Brenda-Lee Ranta resides in a small mining town, in Timmins, Ontario, Canada. She has been employed with her local Police Service for 19 years. She shares her journey with her life partner, who is a musician, poet and lyricist; their rescue dog, Jake and rascal cat Fritz. She is the mother of three children, two step-children and three grandchildren. They are her greatest pride and joy.
Always moved by poetry and prose, she has been most inspired by the works of Leonard Cohen, an amazing Canadian word-smith. This is her first book containing a cross section of her works.
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