"unmend" poems - Hello Poetry

When the crime is right & the devil wet the nocturnal forrest is a skin and ceremony thin dreams broach reason they poach me with a caustic blooded rash approaching as nippy darts ; visions of shard and coil a metallic eggy rot and pan to the darkness snapping electric irregular from that darkness spaces between the trees comb form a hyper hectic wealth of flushes a blush burst discharges in the body booming pulse blooming rabidly salivating to a ******* savagery a nature to express forecast within permeable forrest i have energy amazed limbs daring a dance screamin' hole The Frenzy dog-shaking the head legs flung and planted crushing ferns this hefty simian sway a broadcast challenge invitation a power coward commanding a matching of kinds excitation no longer to be foetal and cowed an aching unmend amended a call is placed the spell is rendered - resonate

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May 10, 2021

May 10, 2021 at 9:11 PM UTC

neth-jones

Perforate

When the crime is right & the devil wet the nocturnal forrest is a skin and ceremony thin dreams broach reason they poach me with a caustic blooded rash approaching as nippy darts ; visions of shard and coil a metallic eggy rot and pan to the darkness snapping electric irregular from that darkness spaces between the trees comb form a hyper hectic wealth of flushes a blush burst discharges in the body booming pulse blooming rabidly salivating to a ******* savagery a nature to express forecast within permeable forrest i have energy amazed limbs daring a dance screamin' hole The Frenzy dog-shaking the head legs flung and planted crushing ferns this hefty simian sway a broadcast challenge invitation a power coward commanding a matching of kinds excitation no longer to be foetal and cowed an aching unmend amended a call is placed the spell is rendered - resonate

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INT - JULIAS' HOUSE - THE BLANK ROOM - AUTUMN EVENING Pick teeth in maw shuttering ; I imagine you Minotaur You mail me voices you unmend each night I clothe the window but you are brighter you fill I replenished your alter re-burdened the sill new meats from the Butcher it's quite an arrangement for a carnival such as yourself A fortunes soil of gutting it's the best I'm willing to offer a meal a wealth so here it is a tilt to your health I back out of the room I close the light blackout CUT TO : ANOTHER DAY - WORLD AT PLIGHT I dress up my morning and enter the room a tiding, a horror, a vacuum ! You have scatted and cast and made gore of my gift ; made rent and wipings of the curtains made leavings off of an ill stomach What can I give you ? how much more ? how may I appease you my Minotaur ?

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Jan 29, 2018

Jan 29, 2018 at 1:22 PM UTC

neth-jones

Sill [no soul at all]

INT - JULIAS' HOUSE - THE BLANK ROOM - AUTUMN EVENING Pick teeth in maw shuttering ; I imagine you Minotaur You mail me voices you unmend each night I clothe the window but you are brighter you fill I replenished your alter re-burdened the sill new meats from the Butcher it's quite an arrangement for a carnival such as yourself A fortunes soil of gutting it's the best I'm willing to offer a meal a wealth so here it is a tilt to your health I back out of the room I close the light blackout CUT TO : ANOTHER DAY - WORLD AT PLIGHT I dress up my morning and enter the room a tiding, a horror, a vacuum ! You have scatted and cast and made gore of my gift ; made rent and wipings of the curtains made leavings off of an ill stomach What can I give you ? how much more ? how may I appease you my Minotaur ?

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He picked his piece of heart up from the street the one who broke it also had once made em feel complete defeat ; he swore to god that he would rise again losing love for women , man , children , and his friends pretend ; that he wont overextend - again ; satan came close to unmend his ends.. He sat along the side piecing back together what was trust ; his pride ; the lies ; they'v come to show you who is king again life is like a circle the cycle never ends - No money is his pockets he poured in her his soul Only to be given abundances of tolls..

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Jan 4, 2017

Jan 4, 2017 at 10:59 AM UTC

nappy-nigga

Broke AF

He picked his piece of heart up from the street the one who broke it also had once made em feel complete defeat ; he swore to god that he would rise again losing love for women , man , children , and his friends pretend ; that he wont overextend - again ; satan came close to unmend his ends.. He sat along the side piecing back together what was trust ; his pride ; the lies ; they'v come to show you who is king again life is like a circle the cycle never ends - No money is his pockets he poured in her his soul Only to be given abundances of tolls..

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