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Tasting the Chill
Chains of my flesh feel colder withering cult
entangled in ecstasy's twilight knot of
decadency from the wool of my loneliness
and quill's yoke gathering sheaves of despair
from the kettle's well listening to my muse
hollowed host tasting the chill of the stones'
bard intoxicated with heated tongue's
psychoanalysis captivates my soul in
metamorphosis awakening to a fate tied
to the widow's shadow gate of ashes
seasoned rum to my oyster's thawing mum
entangled in ecstasy's twilight knot of
decadency from the wool of my loneliness
and quill's yoke gathering sheaves of despair
from the kettle's well listening to my muse
hollowed host tasting the chill of the stones'
bard intoxicated with heated tongue's
psychoanalysis captivates my soul in
metamorphosis awakening to a fate tied
to the widow's shadow gate of ashes
seasoned rum to my oyster's thawing mum
Published 11th Dec 2024
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