Pretentious Poem 1

Boiling shells crack down hard upon raining rooftops None doth any apparitional material cover upon her arrogant gift She hast not laid down upon her last upstanding Glass convails images of the inconceivable Throwing away the Sun in blackened sickness No guilt, no shame, Unfeeling the inevitable eternal despisement Swarms choking the insides with a blanket They whisper in your ear "I love you" They grant you no delegable antidote Pig-wrapped in a wasteful pursuit of carnal futility Living out the rest of days hollow Old and carolled she slips on the filth of plastic suit No, she won't live that long (Originally Written 3/20/2019)