between the eyes of impartial blisters
nephews of the headless birch
nuturing nutritious yeast on
fleets of segregated water fowel
towels the overbearing thorns that pick the scales of flirtatious hide;
the flaming cross crawls through heathers gate
on wingless smoke duelling with the mourning muskateer
as rears the head of slated stone through bluebells plague.
berries of flaunting straw in leopard skin leaves
stroking the landscapes thighs with sighs of honest deceit;
before the dawning of ungracious defeat
flatulant bowels of earthworms tormented cement
hardening the cancerous cells in lilacs' surrogate womb;
how still the itching hands on nettles carnaged feet
treading the rapists chest with threaded flakes of pencils' fingers;
when dead the diseased uprising of termites adopted soil
will coil with the vessels in goose fat
on canvas of stone behind the ears of the strangled meadow;
death will find no hiding place
no shelter from the coloured oils of polluted extremes
where once the children played beside the sleeping midnight stream;
take my trembling hand
take me home;
- Author: Melvin James (Pseudonym) ( Offline)
- Published: May 25th, 2021 14:47
- Comment from author about the poem: maybe
- Category: Surrealist
- Views: 26
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