deepundergroundpoetry.com

Image for the poem static blur

static blur

my infinitesimal grasp on what is
screams blaring sirens of all
creator creation creating my translation
of not just the macabre
maggots crawl through the mind of a killer
the throat that I have
gargling the essence of rot
fertilizer born of my hands
blood in the gutter and strands from sparks
butterflies have spots that aren't always perfect circles
my pistol as a child took what can't be given back
self defense doesn't have care for the spirit
hating hate with hatred blocking the gates of fate
then the killer one day sleeps no more
as a static blur of a whore seeking forgiveness
for the final gasp chants nevermore

Poem by:
M.E.L.

(accompanied painting entitled Ax Too Big Trees Too Small also by M.E.L.)
Written by M-E_Ninny-L (michael edward lanier)
Published
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 0 reads 499
Commenting Preference: 
The author encourages honest critique.

Latest Forum Discussions
SPEAKEASY
Today 8:33pm by Ahavati
COMPETITIONS
Today 8:31pm by Ahavati
COMPETITIONS
Today 7:36pm by AspergerPoet56
SPEAKEASY
Today 7:21pm by SweetKittyCat5
WORKSHOP
Today 5:54pm by rksingh
COMPETITIONS
Today 5:44pm by Rew