House like a ruined nest,
shattered nettles,lost harvest,
bitter fruit, nausea taste ,
switch off all drunkenness of past !
Frozen brazier compartment ,
pulp pen-pusher announcement ...
Rant from a rainy faded novel ,
intimate garbage to hell !
Erotic unbearable delights,
licking the body of your nights ,
your intermezzo passenger,
welcome to the just merry cadaver !
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Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
Online) - Published: October 9th, 2023 00:46
- Category: Unclassified
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Comments3
rage as ink
well, that's one way to defeat insomnia
lol
expressive to say the least, thanks for sharing dear Poet
I have found a balance that allows me to evolve between light and darkness,without being blinded by the first ans swallowed up by the second .
thank you for your precious comments !
Q - how much was this enjoyed
A - Very much indeed
NB - the tipsy cadaver tipped the balance .. Neville
it's humor that will save us...
Powerful.
thanks thomas but remain always sceptical !
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