whisperingquill

Refurbished

Take from me what
you can only handle.

Mass extinction of
your lost predicate

heinous deception
falling from turquoise lips

splintered malevolence
charted course of
disheveled elegance

hide incognito
from your own
spiritual integrity

garnered and lustered
clustered asunder a
dying albatross of inspiration

your deceitful vile aphrodisiac
of bile binary soliloquies

pillaging ravaged heartache
cornucopia of misogynistic intake

clairvoyant slate my wrath
your dance with fate.