The Condemned King

  Oh august king, confess your sins or I’ll attest, To the loyal countrymen how a beast you are best, Or to the cast, That made the dust, Dance to the east, So fast like a fist fest, Ghastly like a ghost in gust, Heading for a heist in the hurst, The truth I’ll insist, […]

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Deep in the woods

Like breathe vapour in the mist, Lost I am in the beauty of words, Covered by its intangible sweetness and light, Washed over by the chirping of crickets, Drowning in the howls of wolves, Deep in the woods of words, Where darkness is light, And lost… found, Dead I come alive.

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