Anaphylactic Poems - Poems about Anaphylactic

...The Truth Of This Magnitude” Obstinate defiance from an indignant child Consummate reliance on the spirit of the Wild Intricate compositions of meticulous art A syndicate of derision that ......Read the rest...

... this fool with his drool baby drip spewing bull nobody asked for it ......Read the rest...

... Anaphylactic identity, constricting logic on the course towards infinity. Denial is drawn like a tarot reading, citing that it is all in your head. Hidden mysteries written in code ......Read the rest...

...Donald trump = pathological psychopath Fred Trump taught his sole son Donald how to steal the leading way into more ass, though no hint given, nor prediction forecast in his growing up years......Read the rest...

...Her brilliant red veins can blind you The shimmer of her leaves is deadly Her allergens will find you Thoughts of her vines weigh heavy Ur mind will find no cure for her poison Itching at ur des......Read the rest...

...Hit me with your Epi-Pen I need a massive shot of adrenaline In order to restart my poetry He - Art So petty , pretty please Go ahead stick it in me Ink me give me your best shot ......Read the rest...

...Breathing the air of a fallen cloud, The dust got stuck in the back of her throat, Adelaine, whence have you come? High up above from the stratosphere, I saw you like a tear in the open sky, Fie......Read the rest...

...Wind prowled. You had a hornet’s sting buried half in your hand. Anaphylactic shock. Translates into night of terror. You hesitate to smile. Midnight blues. You cannot count the stars. Pesky. Stori......Read the rest...

...Waiting, waiting, waiting Cold feet CUT bleeding Red blood seep Curdles in heat Strung out I long the sun, the sun Calming To warm my anaphylactic tongue......Read the rest...

...Night was descending on the tonsured heads, terracotta robes, clasping the palms, hiding the seeds of earth. Against a ban on lips for belonging truly. Blissful. The squids settle in the wee......Read the rest...

...In my domain I am the child again lost in labyrinth of stairways unable to find my home. A swarm of bees descends gives anaphylactic shock I am dead in my arms. You carry a dead gorilla on......Read the rest...

...Night was descending on the tonsured heads, terracotta robes, clasping the palms, hiding the seeds of earth. Against a ban on lips for belonging truly. Blissful. The squids settle in the wee......Read the rest...