Sunday, March 20, 2016

#1 broken wand by conrad

rocking in a white tower
i survey the volcanic territory
of a bellowing ego
trace gilded veins
of corruption
take millions of lovers
under a full moon
titillated by slimy secretions
i nibble on scraps
of silk and velvet
plunging deeper and deeper
into stagnation
i probe the sky
with a broken wand

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