at ease, hideous you
with blood o'prey
dribbling down
your well-crafted
dimples.
eager ears surround,
live to make meaning
off your rehashed
sentiment you *****
from some recent-dead
and righteous boy.
and i admire you.
yes, yes, yes i do.
oh, enemy
playing us all for fools,
eating us all alive,
we townsfolk don't
give you the torch or pitchfork,
just our unending applause.
Jun 21, 2010
Jun 21, 2010 at 5:17 PM UTC
at ease, hideous you
with blood o'prey
dribbling down
your well-crafted
dimples.
eager ears surround,
live to make meaning
off your rehashed
sentiment you *****
from some recent-dead
and righteous boy.
and i admire you.
yes, yes, yes i do.
oh, enemy
playing us all for fools,
eating us all alive,
we townsfolk don't
give you the torch or pitchfork,
just our unending applause.
Copyright 2010 by Joshua J. Hutton
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