#glossolalia
You asked me why I must speak in tongues
I answered only with a smile
Devils know no other way
Malcontent that you are
you asked me again
so I replied
"The devil
only
knows"
Mar 15, 2019
Mar 15, 2019 at 2:09 AM UTC
Truth? a lewd's you
in known certain terms:
whether veins, when drowned
hawks a gin (loomin’)
a shin splinters as
mines bore on; why ‘ol
car bonfires grow tired
of a pack o’ lips’ wisp ring,
*“Hydra Djinn—
Sine diem purgare nox.”*
Redeem and weep
in tents, faces & phrases
met a fizz[i call]y
drunk in jest id bouts
wrested liver's tried & tested [buy con-
testant after contest-
ant] where West lids gaze
in two, the joy of the flame
hungry's gasping for air
[nothing's becoming] bright
berthed of ash-end tombs
lit up in the night.
Jan 6, 2012
Jan 6, 2012 at 11:40 PM UTC