Best Contort Poems
Contort Bruise of CloudA fear contorts the boot in my mouth. Of the lucid reality that might come true. Lucid in dreams of medicated trespassing into the realms of the dire fever. I do it every day. Shivers of ice heat, I loop around in my...
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Categories:
contort, corruption, depression, introspection,
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There's no need to contort yourself into the architecture of a man to be sovereignThere's no need to contort yourself into the architecture of a man to be sovereign,
You don't have to reverberate his thunder to be heard by those who ignore your whisper,
Power is not a costume to be worn in his rhythm, with his callouses and conquests,
Let...
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Categories:
contort, fantasy,
Form:
Free verse