Emma's Poeming V Blog

All poems here are found poems, in some way constructed of or erased from portions of the text of Definitely Dead by Charlaine Harris.

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At the End of It My life was true. I was fancy.

Gosh. Think about it.

Harris, Charlaine. Definitely Dead. Ace, 2006, p 324.

[deadestpoet]

I Hid the Diamond Exactly There

Stretched bleeding the lips sealed popped and resealed The tampon a little tube of superglue quite bare in the courtyard I glided out of  some safe hideaway

Harris, Charlaine. Definitely Dead. Ace, 2006, p 316.

[deadestpoet]

Jade-Figured

Let it slip, goblin girl Jade killed her Jade figured  the reverse. Jade shuddered for sure. Desire Jade quietly. I began to tell her.

I began to tell her quietly: Jade desire for sure shuddered. Jade, the reverse figured. Jade killed her. Jade, goblin girl, let it slip.

Harris, Charlaine. Definitely Dead. Ace, 2006, p 322.

[deadestpoet]

Please

That the shape-shifter had claws tipped in rage his teeth altered to seven feet long be grateful I called to cats: close my eyes to his excited care

Harris, Charlaine. Definitely Dead. Ace, 2006, p 265.

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Without You I’d Eat It All Probably Though

whipped reckless butterscotch stuck stuck in questing  silence us subdued us confused as  melted butter fangs out I  triggered pretty secret pinpricks a rare new safety we leaned against each other

Harris, Charlaine. Definitely Dead. Ace, 2006, p 178.

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When I Discovered My Worth

I was smiling awash had been emptied

the two of us guessing our captors a brawling city battered, grabbing a contradiction go go go we had completely

turned off

Harris, Charlaine. Definitely Dead. Ace, 2006, p 260.  

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I Really Needed a Shower

I would smell real  faintly I was a fairy without waiting wounded in protest let a little blood mouth roll fairy blood words little streak of knowing a hundred percent information no fairy shrugged inexplicable blood admirers piqued

Harris, Charlaine. Definitely Dead. Ace, 2006, p 244.

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I Was Paying Attention

Will you not meet her changed? I feel so so                   top teeth secret                  fffft! the queen a recollection bigger, minute, a secret existence by the fire. She promised and  promised to understand that cold bite of hell. This monologue a village.

Harris, Charlaine. Definitely Dead. Ace, 2006, p 236.

[deadestpoet]

After I Slammed the Car Door I landed ectoplasmic more than angry, forced to care but I will be sheer presence. Don’t think. Wonder. Quiet, constant.

Harris, Charlaine. Definitely Dead. Ace, 2006, p 212.

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I Loved Her

The flawless façade was still flawless. Glossy, cruel, but genuinely luminous. We a  couple in effort. Please the slightest silver touch. This woman was my lenient snarl, luminous in red. Gosh. 

Harris, Charlaine. Definitely Dead. Ace, 2006, p 213.

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The Plan

Drained, bound with silver, the sun silver, possessed the queen chuckled.  I knew heartbreak, weak. I bargained. Agreed. We would drain the best night, flee the days’ ash. I had happened brightly.

Harris, Charlaine. Definitely Dead. Ace, 2006, p 237.

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Hummingbird 

watched the pleasure mouthfuls. Something a neon sign would tell me to chance. She a shifter on demand. I was sure. I assumed the weird interspecies universe, oblivious to a desperate secret.

Harris, Charlaine. Definitely Dead. Ace, 2006, p 128.

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Impossible

The former Viking couldn’t simply bargain for the lamest invention: a child of the night. He had the gall to love a friend, to untell  what happens to vampires. To clean.

Harris, Charlaine. Definitely Dead. Ace, 2006, p 181.

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Second Thoughts

I stop  to think. The queen trailing. I take off the vampire face. Knowing the routine, I included a straight pin. The queen  would just be punch-drunk, irresistible. It was the fairy blood.

Harris, Charlaine. Definitely Dead. Ace, 2006, p 245.

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She and I

Chastened  the body suspected cream and coral bits polished as  spotless as her expression. Her mind a stasis spell warded against my word.

Harris, Charlaine. Definitely Dead. Ace, 2006, p 171.

[deadestpoet]

Oh

A faint spatter of hope I realized I was drinking blood. I hated change. The night diminished to dried clots of blue. Eyes loud shock.

Harris, Charlaine. Definitely Dead. Ace, 2006, p 170.

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Like a Human

The dead gal wants heads. I vamp  low      I vamp acuity              I vamp severe  I politely vamp variable              I vamp myself killing lovely.

Harris, Charlaine. Definitely Dead. Ace, 2006, p 121.