*displeased to report all my attempts
proven unsuccessful
*the poetry that forms yet mocks, gloriously,
all things that which avoidance was intended,
this stuffing, too tough to swallow, just surfaces ********** me,
appears unMasked, pushing, bullying to the head of the line*
*my will contravened, and now in review, poems suspected,
poetry was a wonderful, grand failure, to wit, escaping to
the fore, were the very words from which I sought relief, they,
didn’t escape my view, so when imprisoned, they were damning*
*words that arose from the gullet gorge, as you can espy verily,
verified words of little value, no truth, these them are the ones
I’ve come to despair + despise, hurtful to my eyes,
my escape not merely in vain, but rocks hurled,* so my escape foiled*
myself,
beneath buried
May 22, 2020
May 22, 2020 at 12:42 PM UTC
*displeased to report all my attempts
proven unsuccessful
*the poetry that forms yet mocks, gloriously,
all things that which avoidance was intended,
this stuffing, too tough to swallow, just surfaces ********** me,
appears unMasked, pushing, bullying to the head of the line*
*my will contravened, and now in review, poems suspected,
poetry was a wonderful, grand failure, to wit, escaping to
the fore, were the very words from which I sought relief, they,
didn’t escape my view, so when imprisoned, they were damning*
*words that arose from the gullet gorge, as you can espy verily,
verified words of little value, no truth, these them are the ones
I’ve come to despair + despise, hurtful to my eyes,
my escape not merely in vain, but rocks hurled,* so my escape foiled*
myself,
beneath buried
