Con……………Troll
I imagine
Having both / qualities /
Striking twice the
….Luck
My brethren I declare
….this is not the ebb
The flow, or the ultimate
….low-ride
A mere flat, a
Puncture of the veins
….of life
An unbeaten heart still
Beating
A flat roof leaking
….red wine
I imagine more
….each day
That is my insanity taking --control
As your words fell flat, I picked them up & I nailed them Or with glue attached them thus: To a piece of papyrus; deadwood. As the stack grew higher, Piled up towards the heavens, I chose a few for safekeeping, To get me by when times got rough. Now with the bells tolling, the Time is right to say the things I Never minded then; back when the Storm raged in full. I will bind you; line your legacy for a Future you; a future me to watch, A ghost among many ghosts To haunt me
There is silence,
An eerie silence,
On the dark side of the moon,
And in the bedroom,
Where you once roamedThe dark bark of the dog gone quiet,
The limp limbs of nocturnal rendezvous,
Neither amiss considering the plights,
The might of fear at night turned
To lifeItself
I weave a web of lies / ‘fore God’s susceptible eyes / I squash the bugs that slithers / emerging from 'neath the bush / She wore no high heels / a hazily memory recall / our nocturnal rendezvous / all too short / yet worms surfaced / slithering & ripe for a final reckoning / she no longer strolls the shaded sidewalks / I carry her legacy with me / her memory fading as the decades pass / my regular returns to the undergrowth / my slithering moves / remains
I weave a web of lies / ‘fore God’s susceptible eyes / I squash the bugs that slithers / emerging from ‘neath the bush / She wore no high heels / a hazily memory recall / our nocturnal rendezvous / all too short / yet worms surfaced / slithering & ripe for a final reckoning / she no longer strolls the shaded sidewalks / I carry her legacy with me / her memory fading as the decades pass / my regular returns to the undergrowth / my slithering moves / remains
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Bo* sez to keep adistance
To stay apart
I do me best to carry on & so I
Ty ur hands behind the back
The cling film snug around ur neck
Bubble wrap for extra cover
The durx freshly mounted rubber
Cutting holes for me pleasures
Yo limp mode inspired alooneyBo* sez to stay away
No babes u ain’t getting it ur
Way
Bo* sez to keep adistance
To stay apart
I do me best to carry on & so I
Ty ur hands behind the back
The cling film snug around ur neck
Bubble wrap for extra cover
The durx freshly mounted rubber
Cutting holes for me pleasures
Yo limp mode inspired alooney
Bo* sez to stay away
No babes u ain’t getting it ur
Way
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If I were
A comic strip
There would be black clouds
Hovering
Rain falling on a sunlit patio
Threeway communication on
Two-way streets between
Single-minded & one dimensional
Cardboard cutoutsIf I were
A comic strip
I would be the reader
The master teller
The doodler colouring
Their bleaknessAway
If I were
A comic strip
There would be black clouds
Hovering
Rain falling on a sunlit patio
Threeway communication on
Two-way streets between
Single-minded & one dimensional
Cardboard cutouts
If I were
A comic strip
I would be the reader
The master teller
The doodler colouring
Their bleakness
Away
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Aaaand it’s here!! Thank you all for the love and kind words on the trailer.
I am so happy to finally be able to share this with you!
