fully detached
released of inarticulate
yearnings
desperate and disparate
each a golden claw
a pale tendril
reaching, but now driven
from my lands and I
kingdom shouts and
kingdom cries
and on my ramparts
the mourning dies
and I aspire to greater heights
in spires
inspired
effervescent, sanguine
devilry
and I, the devil king
do degree my fellows scorned
my love, retracted
my kinship dethroned by
kingship
and sequestered away
in spires of delay
I belay the order to
sink
the ships have sailed
I burned the bridges
when I got to them
each different one
kindling for funfire
popping with the excited
stardom of one
myself
and in myself I lie
inprisoned
in dungeons far too deep
to wish in vain
it's in my veins
in vein of bloated volition
ruptured
overflowing with
god-spurned
self-destruction proverbs
"what is anything if not its parts?"
Jun 17, 2018
Jun 17, 2018 at 2:38 PM UTC
fully detached
released of inarticulate
yearnings
desperate and disparate
each a golden claw
a pale tendril
reaching, but now driven
from my lands and I
kingdom shouts and
kingdom cries
and on my ramparts
the mourning dies
and I aspire to greater heights
in spires
inspired
effervescent, sanguine
devilry
and I, the devil king
do degree my fellows scorned
my love, retracted
my kinship dethroned by
kingship
and sequestered away
in spires of delay
I belay the order to
sink
the ships have sailed
I burned the bridges
when I got to them
each different one
kindling for funfire
popping with the excited
stardom of one
myself
and in myself I lie
inprisoned
in dungeons far too deep
to wish in vain
it's in my veins
in vein of bloated volition
ruptured
overflowing with
god-spurned
self-destruction proverbs
"what is anything if not its parts?"
Cannot stand.
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