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Cultured Vulture
The plague of insomnia's macabre curiosity
as I desperately strive to be more than I am,
a cultured vulture. With words on headstones, never
touched, but the pyres forever burning of poetic
allergies. Listening to the screams every fortnight
as I peck at the flesh of her hanging carrion decaying
in our bed filling up the bedpan with words of macabre
listening to the caffeine drip and shatter.
as I desperately strive to be more than I am,
a cultured vulture. With words on headstones, never
touched, but the pyres forever burning of poetic
allergies. Listening to the screams every fortnight
as I peck at the flesh of her hanging carrion decaying
in our bed filling up the bedpan with words of macabre
listening to the caffeine drip and shatter.
Published 23rd Sep 2024
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23rd Sep 2024 4:46pm
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