"My head`s on fire
With passionate desires
And my lower body leaks
Generational energy!
It`s such a drag
Having to climb back-
-wards, up and down
The immensely milky
Way`s ash tree
Lately
Nidhogg`s been asking
Why I`ve been presenting
Myself in a `backwards fashion`
He said `It`s unnerving, even for a dragon
To be listening fifty freakin
Times a day
To someone talking
Out of their backside!`
And Eagle`s been giving me
A wide
Berth
Squawking about `not being a hearse`
I can`t take it anymore
Help me, Lord!"
Chattered Ratatoskr
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Author:
Mutley Ravishes (
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Comments2
Real emotion in fantasy transposed a lovely write
Thanks a million!
You are most welcome
Mutley, I’ve had moments that feel just as chaotic internally…not quite this mythological, haha, but that sense of everything being out of alignment. The way it all builds to “Help me, Lord!”…that cry feels real beneath the humor. This one stayed with me. 🌹🖤🙏🕯️🐦⬛
Microcosmic orbits!
Totally!
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