Submissions by UntitledUnbridled

Coagulated premonition into the unreachable center fruitless in its effort to create

Postulated weary attempt at the cynical outcry given at its battered door

Now is the functional paradigm that the yearly archetype revives and strives to be remembered

Punctual is the beast that operates in the warm sun heated by hysteria and madness

Cities derivative of kingdoms upward and thoughtless given the hierarchy of tomorrow  

Gives us rightful pleasures and leisure and assures us no sorrow
Nullify our dry climate of concrete reveries oscillating...

Try and unfold……

         ………the indoctrinated delight of elementary embrace

Grievance succumbed………

      ………to the relentless intoxicated torrent of elevated foes

Masquerade………

         …………… in bliss that yawns and sleeps peering over the tower of patterns

Extract…………

         ……………your dripping turmoil onto a hyperbole of dismay

When prior events…………

     …………encoded a rich plethora of ambience waist deep in imperical value

Arbitrary distinctions…………

       ………divided the demonized opiate...

Devoted from the start lying on the cold stone never apart  

The reluctant fool escaped years ago but is still nearby

I can’t help but wonder what the night will bring with celestial harvests water stained ring, ill with a chance of redemption

If I bring a compass to direct my way home it’s safe to say this place unknown

Never to witness again is a tragedy within itself

I’ll try not to bombard myself with such malevolent shadows that cast itself over the stillness of the moment

Underlying traits outside the hollow shell tell nothing...

Go ahead and dread

Go ahead and dread

Dread the encapsulated misinterpreted whispers in your soul

Sold the only amount of integrity that blinds the wicked master’s impeccable need to prosper

Payable refuge for a number of coincidences that ironically pay for nothing

Articulating the praying farce unloaded a huge concern stretching gardens below the waters

Go ahead and dread

Go ahead and dread

Dread the opus you’ve procrastinated throughout several full moons by enlightened glory torn, frayed

Exemplified by...

Here I stand before you nothing’s in store for you

Humbled to be in sight of the sighted and fallen crosses

Be still my inhibitions contrived from some late night observation

Constant images bewilder my outright sight belonging to a gift of fragrant forms

Never again will I begin to study artificial microscopic units under the light

Never again will I stumble upon a transitive state where everything and nothing makes sense simultaneously

Will I frequent these states I’ve given you for tender beings unknown?

Or will I...