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A pretentious poem

Contributed by recompile on Thursday, 3rd March 2005 @ 05:51:37 PM in AEST
Topic: AngryPoetry



Visage transient as quick fall shadows
Distraught cigarette stained hands
Her malapropos stale beer exhalations
Pretense cascades into irrevocable certainty

To Antaeus metamorphose, sweet veritas
Stand aloft on our pillar of dreams
Gaia renounce aspiration of renewal
Afford impossible Poseidon tears

I hold her high with cold ichor veins
Her mythic tower built on my foundation
She will reflect Judas' intrepid geist
Be loose in beautiful olive tree phantasm

Her iniquity will erode her fortitude
Iron mask removed by imperious reflection
She will feel discordant Bastille winters
As she lay coitus with porcine adulterers

Virgil abandon her until the final judgement
At the river Styx, under Plutus' sightless gaze
Malebolge to cry out incogitable lamentations
Or Cocytus, frozen in thoughts of her trechary

Mephistopheles will not appeal for her
Her phantom the personification of her sin
She fears to cry 'aequitas', this tocsin given;
She cannot abide the works her hands have wrought

Autumn leaf thoughs admit Alciabades echo
Twice her pledge given in unadorned oration
Still I see her caustic duplicity erode
Thrice in Peloponnesian allusion comes

Where will her allegience reveal itself
Journey to Ithica effects introspection
The sojourn beats hard against the unjust
And the city will not yield to her riches

Not to I, as she has sewn the seeds of discord
Reaped a desolate orchard, barren of fruit
Ploughed salt through her earth-heart
Scorns the spring-time fertility I avail

Through contemptuous Hieronymus Bosch visions
She may yet find salvation from this reproof
Or by undistorted mirror reflection, insight
Not her twisted accounts of the soul of man

Does she remember her purple-cat halucination
Her weeks locked high in fifth-floor asylum
Incorporeal swarms of 'yellow jacket' wasps
Tear stained cheeks as I mourned her sanity

By mendacious tales of remission without basis
Hopeful bottles of expensive pills lay idle
Toxic reasurance from false-prophet neighbors
She falls deeper as her heart further calcifies

What prevarication brought turn to this wretch?
That quiet young girl, who loved the rules too much
Who grew into salient wholesale rebellions
And perilously cursed the God of her childhood

Pastal memories of our years in beauty
Burn brightly in my scotopic vision
Of sulfer lakes that purge and blacken
My torment stains as blood on her hands




Copyright © recompile ... [ 2005-03-03 17:51:37]
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