Immolation: Words From the First
Both of me became an alcoholic, at last.
Time to split into a third.
The first was too funny, not focused enough. Fun, but useless, cute but upside down; loved by all except the self; living for a dream.
The second was too scary; terrifying with empire focus; intimidating professors and local chickens, keeping them awake at
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Categories:
immolation, abuse, addiction, corruption, dark,
Form: Free verse
Immolation: Words From the Second
Both selves have fallen, to the drink at last,
A time to forge the third, and split anew.
The first: Too funny, fleeting dreams have passed,
Too light for purpose, upside-down yet true.
Beloved by all but self—so lost, so sweet,
Its hollow laughter echoed through the night.
The second, cold with empire’s pallid beat,
Kept the professors' chickens up in fright.
The
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Categories:
immolation, abuse, addiction, anxiety, evil,
Form: Sonnet
sixtytwosevens or AgodlessElohim
Anointed in Kerosene to confer in agony with ignited desecration of mortal flesh to bone, seared by melting anguish writhe blistering contortions through a suppressed discomfort in furious continual thresh heshers pernicious by physical immolation.
Written on Apr/27/2024
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Categories:
immolation, absence, conflict, death, fire,
Form: Prose Poetry
Maybe We Can Use Electrolysis Instead of Immolation
to free this specter from its host
caught in a body like bear trap
a house made of arms that can't let go
my hearth’s flame is selfish,
unwilling to part with smoke
without separation i will choke
at the memory of a pleasant smog
sewn into the wrists of silver tinged fingers
there is rust in my bloodstream
the wear and tear of
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Categories:
immolation, absence, break up, loss,
Form: Rhyme
For Aaron Bushnell
Inevitably, tears of love, of sorrow,
tears that stem from my heart, flow
whenever I think of your sacrifice,
the ultimate payment of a high price.
You were a principled, brave man
who refused to budge from your plan,
one that would shake a nation, the world!
Watching the horror left my soul whirled,
shattered, shaken, sad. You deserved
better than your fate which
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Categories:
immolation, courage, death, loss, love,
Form: Sonnet
The Sun's Self Immolation
The pale faced young damsel
By evening turned into a blushing bride
Her cheeks made red with rouge
And her lips glossed in cherry red
But the makeup artist, before
Seeing the magic of his deft touch
By some sudden mental derailment
In a bid at self immolation,
Set fire to himself
Badly burned by the inferno
He plunged into the waters below
One more
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Categories:
immolation, analogy, death, sky, sun,
Form: Free verse
Self Immolation
You can destroy yourself
When you allow emotions rule you
Especially when you are being manipulated
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Categories:
immolation, confusion, emotions, humanity, life,
Form: Free verse
Immolation
"Immolation"
I move into you
like a roaring Queensland Summer
You’re overtaken by heat, yet think I’m unobtainable
I’m too far away
A grown-arsed man
owns the footsteps he walks in
travels his world
scared of a woman
gone
grown-arsed girl
“Man Oh Man
she’s so not safe,
she’s so non-linear”
I move into you
like a roaring Queensland Summer
You think I’m
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Categories:
immolation, life, love, muse,
Form: Free verse
Anne Frank: Immolation of a Young Soul
Born as a liberal Jew in Germany, An young Diarist famed posthumously.
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Categories:
immolation, death, discrimination, dream, girl,
Form: Rhyme
Immolation
I HAVE FIVE THINGS TO SAY
Heaven above crying,
With the virtue of living blurred,
Hell below obscure,
Today the sun got murdered.
The storm is coming,
Putting heaves of dead finally at peace,
Leaning in the god smiled,
He knew when his existence ceased.
Today the sun got murdered,
And no one heard it scream,
Nothing but empty sky remains,
Its ashes went down the stream.
Memory
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Categories:
immolation, absence, abuse, betrayal, death,
Form: Ballad
The Muse of Immolation
Black wings are beating a sharp tattoo,
A-tattering on your skull.
A raven is perched on all of you
There is: a bone-white hull.
The love of your youth, she floats in mist.
Your triumphs and brave defeats
And manhood expire. No dreams exist.
Just bones, where the black wing beats
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Categories:
immolation, death
Form: Verse