#hark
Hark and Come Hear Ye Here
Ye loyal subjects of the king
Reports from the borders of our principality
warn of a gruesome pestilence spreading unseen,
This devilish scourge of affliction is Coming!
Beware of the telltale signs of corruption
In the countenance of those under siege of this heretofore unknown malady.
It has been documented
by trusted physicians that certain aspects of one’s physiology
Will present themselves shortly
before the fever of madness and fear
Takes control.
Take Heed of thy neighbors
Behaviors and be wary of
Changes occurring in regards to
Their normal routine.
If boils or bleeding of orifices be
Witnessed report the citizen to the nearest authority
Once the outward expression of the putrification is upon them, it is but a fortnight until they succumb to the terrible fate of mortality. Those most beset by the pox of this plague are without exception in a state of aggravated nervous disorientation. Keep safe, keep your distance, and warn others around you of such individuals afflicted, lest ye contract the pox, for there is as yet no alchemical remedy
Be wary of these ghouls wandering the streets
Muttering manically, wreaking of decay, flailing and gnashing their teeth in a rage.
If one of the accursed creatures approaches, It is a mortal encroachment ye must evade.
Make right with the lord and keep the faith, our souls stand for judgment, ensure yours will be saved.
Take heed of these warnings here given this day.
They are not to be ignored if you wish to survive
Mar 9, 2024
Mar 9, 2024 at 6:24 AM UTC
There're much
More
Less
Interesting
Things
Occurring
In here
Than
The tumult
Outside
These
Windows,
But
It's ok:
I've learned
How
To make
Tears
Crystalline
And how
To bleed
With the setting sun
So stealthy
Nobody
Notices.
Jul 16, 2015
Jul 16, 2015 at 1:36 AM UTC
There
is.... a knarnley creature
resting, waiting, seeking
the pounce.
A lifetime of gold awaits thy
asleeps but under her blanket
restful slumber
Hark!
Oh the bells
the bells as they are ringing
in the steeple in the courtyard
She awakens
The knarley creature
aint feelin dat 10 a.m
fridgeworthy
solid
solidness
blender
of feelings
being mashed
mixer of emotions
like a mixed drink
at uptown
maybe a gin and tonic
idk...
Mar 4, 2015
Mar 4, 2015 at 1:17 AM UTC
Hail to the heart,
The keeper of souls.
Hail to her,
She rules this world.
The heart is divine,
It has power.
Thy ***** of red,
Love, Lust, devour.
Purpose by equal,
Anthem of lore.
Hail to the heart,
Your very bold.
Imagine it,
The world of only love.
The world of all power,
By a single dove.
Hail to thy heart,
Hark and sing!
She will be abundant,
In all who believe.
Sep 18, 2014
Sep 18, 2014 at 8:24 AM UTC