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Artifacts of memory and sweat
two moths
hover in hunger near a cemetery
circling and cadaverous
they relent
shamelessly
gorging on rotten flesh
midnight letters to a dead God
-- how cliché
what comes on tongues and arsenic
what comes on
in the dreary sleep
hover in hunger near a cemetery
circling and cadaverous
they relent
shamelessly
gorging on rotten flesh
midnight letters to a dead God
-- how cliché
what comes on tongues and arsenic
what comes on
in the dreary sleep
Published 16th Apr 2017
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- Edited 27th Dec 2019 12:45pm
16th Apr 2017 8:13am
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17th Apr 2017 8:24am
16th Apr 2017 9:57am
out of a twilite slumber a poem falls ruefully
on tongues & arsenic;
dolorous poetry...
on tongues & arsenic;
dolorous poetry...
17th Apr 2017 8:22am
Anonymous
26th Jun 2017 6:18pm
mutha m'effer
i can't even think clearly now..have to wait til home after being settling with wine ;)
i can't even think clearly now..have to wait til home after being settling with wine ;)
