Entry - MAG Poetry Prize 2010


by lindsey harakis

Brain addled with substances swapped for a knockoff X Box
you survey your kingdom from your concrete throne
Sewage soup staggers nearer
and vomits
its undigested meal at your feet;
an offering of your subjects’ detritus,
as appeasement,
to the addiction that is eating you alive.
Screaming synapses crave the chemical
that pollutes you cell by cell
Liquefying the controlling centre of your being,
coursing through your crumpled veins.
Like maggots feeding on a festering wound,
your cravings burrow deeper
to multiply
and a swarm of frenzied insects
and overwhelms your fragile shell
Teetering on the precipice of existence,
your future contained in a single syringe
chemical confusion clouds your cognition,
blurs the lines of definition.
Demon voices wheedle from a distant room,
Tempt you with an offer you can’t refuse
And you succumb for the final time

Added: 14.04.2010

Judges' comments on this poem


Very much of our time. Strong first line in terms of impact. Undisciplined in formal terms but full of conviction.