Best Suppurate Poems

Barbed volleys 
Wound my heart.
Sieved and torn,
Crippled beyond repair.

I crawl,
Seeking  condonation,
For what I know not,
Content with scars.

Would that they disappear
Without trace,
To start afresh;
But barbs suppurate!...

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Against a willowy wailing backdrop of inner chaos,
an indignant incendiary mask stifles the simmering cauldrons,
of a stoic stage clown post lachrymose performance wearily stunning yet stung,
or the surreptitious posture of the laugh it off as mediocre bypass,
iron clad ruthless repression of bone rattle indignation a...

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I WILL  or WILL I??

It was me who was there, when they laid you bare
On your Mother’s cheek
I saw her weep, her bosom seep
As they spirited you away
while her teats suppurate
And her heart quaked

I witnessed the distress, when they opened Your chest
And striped your...

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