Best Sallow Poems

Gloomy dismal, and forlorn... 
that's how this day was borne
in a Greyling sallow place 
where death doth reign
without a face.

In a boneyard of decaying flesh,
one fresh abyss was dug
to the depth of six feet
before the night was still.
With shovel in his hand,
the digger gave a...

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Trust is an oak tree with shallow roots.
so very treacherous in windy weather.
I feel as though I'm glued to the floor;
pinned like a moth to an insect display.

I wish to leave this horrible evil place, 
run far away into the cold, dark night.
In the flickering...

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Pulchritudinous attraction
withered away to solemn dirt
lining frail and delicate desperation
which fell deep into the wrath
of melody's storm.

Tangled frames exist only
within a carmine horizon;
a ghost of skeletal cartilage
trapped in a shell to suffocate -
struggling in endless writhe.

Shimmer glaze will rust
all nerve, depleting the stem
of a thousand...

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of sallow monday
still merry with jingle bells —
bright month of Christmas

12/9/2019...

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