Boiling Rot

Noah

Here are the building blocks
That constitute to thought
Feeding fuel to a fire
Under a kettle of boiling rot
Shot out of a programmed world
Caught between disipline and desire
Fetching whims from the command of a tongue
Holding back the Irish ire
Sowing corruption for the future of the road
A speeding catalyst for escaping control 

  • Author: Noah (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 18th, 2018 11:43
  • Category: Unclassified
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Comments1

  • Syd

    Great poem Noah. The title pulled me in.

    - Syd

    • Noah

      Thank you. I'm glad you liked it



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