viscous noise rumbles
churning in a chamber of ****
like impossible realness
its sallow bulbs drip
onto a breathing bog of muck
that rolls its rotund wells around
and bursts bleeding
its tongues of moss
its tumid limbs reach up and out
sizzling shatters on walls
it mingles with the shadows;
their gaunt deformities dance
it drains in ringlets
beneath chairs and shoes
it slides past the tiles
and echoes down down
it leaves vinegar flies
to hatch in a fat rancid air
Feb 24, 2022
Feb 24, 2022 at 12:28 AM UTC
viscous noise rumbles
churning in a chamber of ****
like impossible realness
its sallow bulbs drip
onto a breathing bog of muck
that rolls its rotund wells around
and bursts bleeding
its tongues of moss
its tumid limbs reach up and out
sizzling shatters on walls
it mingles with the shadows;
their gaunt deformities dance
it drains in ringlets
beneath chairs and shoes
it slides past the tiles
and echoes down down
it leaves vinegar flies
to hatch in a fat rancid air
23/02/2022
‘tried too hard and I ****** up the poem.’
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