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Image result for hands from darkness

synthetic heaven taking hold
          changing all that's lucid, cold
               down the gut or down the drain
     coursing throbs to burst a vein
(bent to quell a wretched pain)
          neural tap dance, bloody bold ...

     dangled digits - dancing doll
damp, the skin, a fetid crawl
          lines of white to tingle, thus
               in the nostrils, dirtied dust
     (fevers do what fevers must)
cordially, then climb the wall ...

               skin as pale as pallid moon
     gals drape alabaster swoon
chemicals, tho wildly worse
          sipping bubbly from a purse
               (coy to craft a college verse)
     sinless, she'll be sullied soon ...

          manic madness found a shell
               every potion kings could sell
     spending senses on each one
pounding pulses, just for fun
          (hungers hotter than the sun)
               banished aptly straight to Hell ...

lived, have I, a passion's dream
          dancing short of Hades' seam
               wisdom, more or less my own
     sucking marrow from the bone
(shy the debts I've yet to own)
          due whatever fortune deems ...

     pain more horrid than it seems
(death as dark as devil dreams).





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Date: 3/13/2020 4:25:00 PM
Well chosen words to arouse the senses of all poets!
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Date: 3/13/2020 2:23:00 PM
Bard, you never cease to amaze. Pure poetic brilliance. The asymmetry of your indentations adds a sense of chaos, balanced by the order of your rhymes and 5th line parentheticals. Such a deep dive into the love/hate/love/hate relationship with vice. My skin shivers at this dance with madness. Wow.
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