Thus of the darkness
Reaps an attitude suspended in itself
Therefore audiblelizing a vocal pattern low in pitch.
So it vents character upon character
Cloud upon cloud thus speaks
A savage truth from love heartless.
Mugged, shark bitten and a parent of
Apparent worth from vows undone loud
Compartmentalizing thus in lots.
To what thus is not
Like a vagabond searching for farts
Sin, forced need and slop.
Thus claws, screams and stops
Because touch is lost in a maggot pond burping up art
Thus appears to love in parts.
And when thus is stopped
Clouds clear, darkness is lit
Until thus becomes thus in fits...
Copyright © J Hamilton Gist | Year Posted 2017