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Ponderance

Tricky tacky Trembles a most dubious return,
I rest my nightmare(d) eyes
consumed as carcass dinner course menu number two.
the quake of my chest lethargic.

swarmed Bees escape my throat,
are my guts grotesque enough to rake across the buffet?
I lash out as Jaw muscles tense;
tentacles wrapping this inexcusable familiar.

silver spoons clank fine China,
"ALL ABOARD" trainmen call
but my mind's in the kitchen railing Dinah.

the closing of car doors
signifies another evenings end,
I jeopardize my existence
and revert form to defend.
samael
Written by samael (Zaroff poetry)
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Author's Note
setting the scene, setting the table for a return to poetry and all of the wonderful heartache it has caused me, yet the taste of tumbled words in my mouth and mind remains sweet. I am defensive in...
setting the scene, setting the table for a return to poetry and all of the wonderful heartache it has caused me, yet the taste of tumbled words in my mouth and mind remains sweet. I am defensive in my immaturity and seek to make amends. ready your floggers ladies and gentlemen of the public square.
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