deepundergroundpoetry.com
Every old soldier and acting damsel
A sorry soul of sickness and sanitation swallowed whole by the salvation of
solitude,
where these tales of woe and worry wear thin like the whispers of wailing, weak
children will not bow,
and bear boils with burning baskets of bile and bleak buried bombs in their baths
of basilicon,
each apple of ablepsia aching on the abortion of an acting mothers accourting.
They meet mabsoot men in their madness of meaningless mumbles with mortified
maids, and their mistakes.
Very tired tables turned from taking tablets to take thick thighs to tears and
tobacco for the taken children of two-thousand.
Sorry cacaesthesia coarses calmly through cruel cavities for dentists and crystal
meth, cocaine to catch calories in cages.
Deep in draughty darkness, dolls are dying over dishwashers, drainboards, dead
daffodils drinking dirty water.
Including iconolagny in eyes of idle ill incarnations of inspired stars that
investigated in vain the illusions that inhabited; infinately invalid.
Each equally enticing, elegant damsel eating every ear in the extreme emergency of -
ego.
Old officers ogle outcomes of wealth, only occurance offering overtone.
Sad world, burying all maidens that charm doors innocently, easily open
Ah,
and wild cheaters are excluded to meet their vows for salary, credit, debit,
deepening in investments, every old soldier and acting damsel.[/font]
solitude,
where these tales of woe and worry wear thin like the whispers of wailing, weak
children will not bow,
and bear boils with burning baskets of bile and bleak buried bombs in their baths
of basilicon,
each apple of ablepsia aching on the abortion of an acting mothers accourting.
They meet mabsoot men in their madness of meaningless mumbles with mortified
maids, and their mistakes.
Very tired tables turned from taking tablets to take thick thighs to tears and
tobacco for the taken children of two-thousand.
Sorry cacaesthesia coarses calmly through cruel cavities for dentists and crystal
meth, cocaine to catch calories in cages.
Deep in draughty darkness, dolls are dying over dishwashers, drainboards, dead
daffodils drinking dirty water.
Including iconolagny in eyes of idle ill incarnations of inspired stars that
investigated in vain the illusions that inhabited; infinately invalid.
Each equally enticing, elegant damsel eating every ear in the extreme emergency of -
ego.
Old officers ogle outcomes of wealth, only occurance offering overtone.
Sad world, burying all maidens that charm doors innocently, easily open
Ah,
and wild cheaters are excluded to meet their vows for salary, credit, debit,
deepening in investments, every old soldier and acting damsel.[/font]
Published 13th Jan 2011
All writing remains the property of the author. Don't use it for any purpose without their permission.
likes 0
reading list entries 0
comments 2
reads 752
Commenting Preference:
The author encourages honest critique.
Fantastic playing with words, enviable! I love that it came off so naturally, and so fun to read out loud! You killed it. Excellent. [:
edit: Although, I completely failed to mention the seriousness of the subject and how you got that across as well...I'm just basted in alliteration appreciation at the moment. well done on all counts!
edit: Although, I completely failed to mention the seriousness of the subject and how you got that across as well...I'm just basted in alliteration appreciation at the moment. well done on all counts!
13th Jan 2011 6:02pm
Thank you, Jestalessa! My mum's friend is stunning and is just with her hubby for the cash and it really annoyed me so I wrote about it.=]
