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Unshakable Psychic Seizures Quakes Oh Man!

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(no matter extreme global

warming more dire,
then cursing me smoldering

infernal languishing spitfire.)

 

Shade did adolescent

facade drifts asunder

asper...a major emotional blunder

shielding sensitive myopic eyes

against quashed

then young life, never
ordinarily gathering rose buds,

now I always wonder.

 

No, never so much

as a feeble arc

unable to issue even a light bark

unresponsive as a

cold bunsen burner,

nor can Clark
Kent marshal superman,

thus vital willpower

 

bleak and dark

within thine body electric

as mine life

journey doth embark

completing protracted orbit

whar raging self against time

strikes into metaphorical abysmal pit

 

continuing charade of

existence or quit
before chronological demise

decrees death to be writ

once flickering enthusiastic

willpower to be alive
snuffed livingsocial esprit de corps

elan forcibly crushed,

 

sans kamikaze nose dive,

when psychological arc

tangentially crossed figurative bee hive

aswarm with countless

invisible poisonous stingers

pierced late mine boyhood

asper razor sharp cutting knives
 

brandished by figures

shrouded within dark hood

whar bent gnarled fingers

grabbed and wood

not let go stranglehold

of thine curse canst atone

weak prepubescent unlovely skeletal bone

sinister voices still faintly heard,

within me noggin drone
like angry thundering birds

as anorexic starved

 

flesh didst groan,

now that fragile adolescent

boy within me revisits

haunting this middle aged

married man, whose moan
more nsync with countless

stifled mailer daemons

entombed akin to rigor mortis,

 

viz complex Oedipus prone

a wander lost young lad,

who left every mouldering stone

unturned - fearing unleashing

def finning tone

 

even to this very dusky moment

of my damned charade

fresh with painted fore

sight groping blindly

within outer limits

of the twilight zone.


 

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