motłoch: meaning rabble, disfranchised mob -
the affix -ch, denoted as a hark -
motłoch etymology isn't a history:
młot = hammer
Loch, i gather means congregation,
Haggis or czarna kiszka...
(blackened intestines)...
there be i to befriend
a Malcolm or a Macbeth -
there i interim dwell:
abiding i, Cnut of the north,
or as some care to say
escaping the ᚠ (the Iron hur!),
there be lots chosen and every
turn at a choice a roundabout
with ᚠᚨᚱ - ᛝᛟᚱᛞ -
far njord or
njordé - variant softening of consonants
heading toward variant of theta / phi;
sigma and south
enigma and epsilon and east,
westward and Y....
there we were confidants in
absolved stresses, and there once more:
revisionists, mavericks,
befriending
frying, flying,
flay thru the fathom -
or the she sells sea shells on the sea shore
θought: φaθom? luckily it wasn't
****** nor condor;
but enough diatribe wording to make lecherous
scavengers congregate and feast.
numb numb nibble nibble, pecking yum;
i always loved hyenas,
i ascribed foxes to be akin to them,
less grey and more orange...
but the laughter twinned them together:
and the night really belonged to them,
and i belonged with the night.
Oct 15, 2016
Oct 15, 2016 at 6:07 PM UTC
motłoch: meaning rabble, disfranchised mob -
the affix -ch, denoted as a hark -
motłoch etymology isn't a history:
młot = hammer
Loch, i gather means congregation,
Haggis or czarna kiszka...
(blackened intestines)...
there be i to befriend
a Malcolm or a Macbeth -
there i interim dwell:
abiding i, Cnut of the north,
or as some care to say
escaping the ᚠ (the Iron hur!),
there be lots chosen and every
turn at a choice a roundabout
with ᚠᚨᚱ - ᛝᛟᚱᛞ -
far njord or
njordé - variant softening of consonants
heading toward variant of theta / phi;
sigma and south
enigma and epsilon and east,
westward and Y....
there we were confidants in
absolved stresses, and there once more:
revisionists, mavericks,
befriending
frying, flying,
flay thru the fathom -
or the she sells sea shells on the sea shore
θought: φaθom? luckily it wasn't
****** nor condor;
but enough diatribe wording to make lecherous
scavengers congregate and feast.
numb numb nibble nibble, pecking yum;
i always loved hyenas,
i ascribed foxes to be akin to them,
less grey and more orange...
but the laughter twinned them together:
and the night really belonged to them,
and i belonged with the night.