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A lost Existence.
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A lost Existence. |
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Newpoet Member
since 2008-05-16
Posts 72 |
A lost Existence. The malodor of brown liquor burps from an aged passenger, Week-old razor stubble protrudes from his burned jaw, A waddle of a penguin in the empty streets of New York, The moon illuminates vainness on this desolate entity who doesn’t want to be noticed anymore, by anyone at all Apathy becomes nonexistence the defected abortion a disappointment to society’s whims tossed aside as a decayed core of what was The illness of a degenerate swine pleading to the Gods of compassion for a chance to stab his vision with broken bottles and watch his gums tear as he gnaws the seductivity of psychosis He babbles odd jargon to himself, “Buurrrhh!! I need a dollar please!” While his delusions vomit on his psyche “Kill them!” they say. “Murder them” they want. “Quiet, you!” He shall punish these jackals with fumes of gasoline and stray cats which twist his sanity into a bubble of confusion Pop! The hollow organ pumps violently and this creature spews uncontrollably until the rhythm of the drum beats stop. |
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zaxby Junior Member
since 2009-03-05
Posts 48California |
Last verse did it for me, excellent work on a subject more prevalent as the days go by. |
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illusiveangel Member
since 2007-10-22
Posts 72Liverpool, UK |
What an absolutely outstanding piece of work! The flow of the words and the description so alive and very vibrant, ( despite the topic being quite sad). I loved this piece! Illusive x |
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