"legitimatecy" poems
***** AND GOMORRAH
A perverted city
Whose occupants
Unseats the natural order
Wonderful city of mysteries
Where truth smells martyr
And falsehood wallow in legitimatecy
A *****
Where sodomites ********
Hookers bookers
We find solace in our deeds
Smokes from hose
Fills thé house
Yet we call on the lord of host
So in empyrean we might get a post
Skulls as Cups
Bloods as wines
Sacked bills
Paralysed our conscience
We never got to understand
The temporality of the temporal
Our city,
The euphoriant
Which makes the ticket of empyrean
Slipped away from our palms
In the temporal space
We will rest but not in peace
we are sodomites
Forever we will be
By
LAWSON À MICHAEL
Apr 20, 2018
Apr 20, 2018 at 3:31 AM UTC
A perverted city
Whose occupants
Unseats the natural order
Wonderful city of mysteries
Where truth smells martyr
And falsehood wallow in legitimatecy
A *****
Where sodomites ********
We found solace in our deeds
But the opportunity of the second phase eludes us
Skulls as Cups
Bloods as wines
Our existence grace dwindle
We never got to understand
The temporality of the temporal
Our city,
The euphoriant
Which makes the ticket of empyrean
Slipped away from our palms
In the temporal space
We will rest but not in peace
Because we are sodomites
By
Michael A Lawson
Apr 18, 2018
Apr 18, 2018 at 11:28 AM UTC