A Sermon for the Vermin

by Cantchangeme   Aug 11, 2026


I crawl through a putrid sewer
Dreaming of a summers breeze
My companions getting fewer
Searching for the biggest cheese

Down here we are our pastor
In the dark we sing our hymns
Playing songs we hope to master
Despite our lack of working limbs

Fridays, we ask for forgiveness
Sins laid bare before the cross
Thursdays, a missing witness
We’re so sorry for your loss

Listen to the pipes, they whisper
Betraying our humble nest
A trap that missed by a whisker
Too bad it caught the rest

No more to be a nightly gnawing
A memory just like a wraith
This picture, a crumpled drawing
Shows a sickly lack of faith

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  • 2 weeks ago

    by Sandra Mansur

    Hi! I really enjoyed reading your poetry. Your words create such strong emotions, but I felt they could become even more powerful with visuals.

    I’m a freelance artist with 3 years of experience, and I can turn the feelings and imagery in your poems into illustrations so readers can actually see the words come to life. We could even start with one poem or a few stanzas as a small project.

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  • 1 month ago

    by Timothy

    I think this poem is genuinely good. Actually pretty similar to the way I might create a poem. I hope you keep creating on here. I love that a few are trying to keep this place alive.

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