The Second Cast Down
Oh to wear the crown
Asking God to fight
Death and fate strangled
at my arms end
Ripping angels with my teeth
Race to unseat beast
Fold reality until it disappeared
Squirting words
upon the page
in my raUNSETTLEDge
Depressed into my form
Squint in increments
scream reams of ams to scare
splatter matter like it mattered
unstop and able
causing rain with dribble
clench my fist and grin
as the empty i step in
Copyright © Christopher Quigley | Year Posted 2020
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