Friday, 10 January 2020

Friday Night Poetry Slam

Week 2

Theme: FALL

A theme is only a suggestion.

_ _ _

“DEMISE” is the word of Nemesis who lies in deceit.

Awake, shaking her headphones in time to the beat

On the break, counting the headstones obtained in conceit

For sake of a throne claimed with a cat in the seat

Chesire moon grinnin' down at me-- they used to look up

That’s just a flesh wound compared to when your lover interrupt:

Saying “no poetry for a moment, I have a headache”

So a-ve my baby depart heart for my keepsake

Kingsnake, keeping my cipher like ouroboros

‘Til my wings break, thrown to the earth through borealis

The impact is insufficient to deep a crack in my language

I lay back into my body and sleep a year through the anguish

So fallen: to rise again as good men do

Via this hood shit rewritten for "I Love You"s.

One bitten, twice smitten, shy nothing

I stare into your eyes when we kiss, but I'm just bluffing.



Submitted January 11, 2020 at 05:31AM by PaladinBen https://ift.tt/2FCTWsH

No comments:

Post a Comment

Blog Archive