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)
Copyright © | Year Posted 2019

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Boenker Avatar
September 5, 2019 at 4:37 PM
Laugh? I thought I'd die. If I ever met you I wouldn't shake your hand, I would hug you.
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January 9, 2020 at 4:30 PM
Glad you enjoyed it
Krutsinger Avatar
July 21, 2019 at 7:22 AM
Welcome to Poetry Soup Alan. This poem has made me think. I am on to read part two.
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