A Crime Without Recourse

Ho boy. First time doing something in the horror/macabre section. Hope I pulled it off well! The makeup sure was fun to do though. :3

I put the picture at an angle b/c I couldn't decide whether I liked it on it's side or right side-up. And in the end I made the whole composition into something like photos from a murder scene.

I'm not really one for dark poetry or anything horrifying in general, but this just seemed to fit the setting of the photo:

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After the Murder of My Wife
by Philip (Poetree)
Source: [link]

And yet, I couldn't really loathe the power that lay beneath
the ravaged torn and shattered mask of my grief,
And time's curdled place beside our throne
fires my turgid breath and blasts my bone.

Violence upon violence heaped, a silvered grain of pain
dibbed deep into translucent flesh and barbed remains
to take the threaded hope of my gassed joy,
coagulate my pasts love-burst destroy.

Ruined rain slides hot upon my chest, whiskering a vapid roll,
So future's dice and spotted mocks my pall,
To tattoo beat a wave of porous hope
upon my empty ribs and parchment coat.

Life; so coppiced in a prime, so hacked and hewn
and rendered over-ripe and blown,
Bleeds and shoots a multitude of Springs
against the frosty cut of death's keen cling.

Yet, I couldn't really loathe the love which lost; grieves me.
Balm my riddled brain with sweet inanity,
Dam and comfrey up my running loss,
That no seep of history leaden my cross.
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Woo hoo rainbows and butterflies! Sorry, just trying to get back to the happy.

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Photo by me
Model: me
Tools: Sony Cyber-shot camera, Adobe Photoshop CS3
"A Crime without Recourse" Copyright © 2009 Paige Thompson. All rights reserved.