There will come a day

These words are long overdue Yet they lack the ability to depict The odd dichotomy stirred inside of me The sincerity and contempt felt in absolutes Tonight, there is pain in the pen Then, dare I say, never again Because there will come a day When your beautifully terrible mind Will realize its crimes Despite […]

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To The Grave

In a overgrown field of narcoleptic poppies Sits a padlocked grave that couldn’t be picked By the most astute of smiths Cage of wrought iron Crowned in gargoyle lions Its derelict mechanisms Spiraled by ghostly butterflies Taxidermists try in vain To feign their grace These are mere Frankenstein’s of science  Garish replications of spectral flirtations What […]

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