I cant say I'm familiar with the edifice throwing...

Some Muslim (or maybe it's Hindu?) cultures throw infants off buildings...a crowd below holds a big sheet to catch them in. It's meant to make them strong, I believe. I saw it on StumbleUpon once, and it inspired this poem.

"How civilized". Indeed we are.

o.o really? that's disturbing...

Fascinating piece, I love the idea and how you portray it. Very powerfully done.

The only comment I would offer is rethinking bits of the third stanza. Excise is an odd word to use, though I understand that it portrays what you mean rather nicely. However, using scrape with the cutting references seems off. Perhaps using slice, or another word that has an equally sharp definition?

read a few... sorry, you're just a pretentious fuck... stop crying... mommy really loved you... daddy didn't hate you... bullies are mean to everyone... and you're not a mystic... and your incite... it's shared by everyone...

All poets are pretentious fucks, Anonymous. It's something of a badge of honor among us.

Hey, I've been going through your poems as well. I really like your poetry. You are a little pretentious, but who isn't? Anyone who claims they aren't is just being pretentious about themselves, right? Hahaha. Anonymous is just being a bitch, because I bet s/he can't even write poetry. Your response was excellent though, and I will confirm that it can be a bit of a badge of honor as I am also a poet. Pretension should be avoided if possible, in my opinion, but we should all be able to be pretentious about something. Anywho, love your poetry. This one isn't actually a favorite of mine from your collection, because I don't like poetry that's so politically and... activistly (that is definitely not a word...) charged. I do love Ars Poetica: Boiler room, Bubblegum in December, A Love to Die For. There are more, but list making isn't my strong suit. But hey, keep writing. I'll probably leave comments elsewhere.