Naked, destitute, confused;
My soul bares itself-
Empty to life's troubling ruse.
Mongrels snarl and scream
As I am chased away from-
Tattered dreams.
Misfortunes cast out
Like fishing line to a sea;
Empty woes hollow and prim
Opine shallow heresies.
Poverty and paradise bellow-
Deep through the glistening
Shaft of temporal demise.
Time is a tempest of sorcery
Fueled and filed by wild mages
Scrawling these white pages
Like a shaman on tenement walls:
"Forgive my kiss and forget my lips,
Death's call has me after all."
Dec 6, 2018
Dec 6, 2018 at 4:11 PM UTC
Naked, destitute, confused;
My soul bares itself-
Empty to life's troubling ruse.
Mongrels snarl and scream
As I am chased away from-
Tattered dreams.
Misfortunes cast out
Like fishing line to a sea;
Empty woes hollow and prim
Opine shallow heresies.
Poverty and paradise bellow-
Deep through the glistening
Shaft of temporal demise.
Time is a tempest of sorcery
Fueled and filed by wild mages
Scrawling these white pages
Like a shaman on tenement walls:
"Forgive my kiss and forget my lips,
Death's call has me after all."
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