Caught within
the cot I built
to slaughter
all the goals that fit
A miasma, thick
with success and stress
in growth, the wisest
call duress
on my throne
sits the black honed axe
seething at my fauna,
as I contemplate their imminent trauma
I'd rather watch them grow
as steel plummets to their throats
augmenting my flock of ghosts
enclosing the lonesome cot and throne
Sep 12, 2020
Sep 12, 2020 at 11:42 PM UTC
Caught within
the cot I built
to slaughter
all the goals that fit
A miasma, thick
with success and stress
in growth, the wisest
call duress
on my throne
sits the black honed axe
seething at my fauna,
as I contemplate their imminent trauma
I'd rather watch them grow
as steel plummets to their throats
augmenting my flock of ghosts
enclosing the lonesome cot and throne
