July 5, 2018 · 3:35 pm
Henry Fuseli
Through Dungeons & Dragons I Come
I Sigvat & the Black Axe I Swung
Through Countless War Dukes I Come
Through the Very Time & Space of the Multiverse
To Feed Hels’ Hungry Maw
the Blue Lady Trapped In the Blade I Wield
Trapped Like I In This Hideous Helm
Till She Gets Her Gluttonous Fill
Till She Walks Once More & Calls Forth Ymirs’ Kin
I the Symbol of Her Will
I a Symbol to Fear
For I Know No Love
but the Red Ripe Carnage of Her Swill
the Sucked Souls of Her Kill
a Great White Mound of Bodies
to Raise Her Again
She Yearns to Be Free
Can you Not Hear the Ravens Sing
Caw
Caw
Cold
Cold
Queen
#B27321
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May 10, 2016 · 12:44 am
Antonio da Correggio
Jade
–
my First
Love
I Would
Like
To Say
a Girl
but
That Is
Just
a Whirl
of Heart
Break
&
Emotion
me
No me
That
Is Not
the Answer
Words
Possibly
They Could
Fill
the Void
I am
Lacking
It’s Been
Hard
Not Gay
This Twisted
Bed
I’ve Made
&
I Don’t
Think
I’ve
Ever
Laid
my Heart
Before
a Door
you See
Jade
Will Suffer
No More
#B27321
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November 10, 2015 · 11:39 am
I
Make
an
Lend me
Some
Cast
a
–
Thomas Cole
A Hundred Words
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A Hundred Words
It Must Be
you Said To me.
What to Pull From my Head
to Fill This Thread.
Since Word Count
Is Pressed Upon Thee,
Thy Enemy.
Let’s See
What Will Flee
From This Starving Mind.
Story Time
& I Can Not Find
a Thing to Fill This Blank Page.
I Try to Rhyme
Making It Harder Still.
Hoping the Flow
Will Help me To the Goal,
Still my Skill Falters
& a Hundred Words
Looms Like a Prison Gate.
I Roll my Shoulders,
Crack my Neck & Smile.
Glad to See
I Still Got What It Takes.
#B27321
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February 4, 2014 · 11:44 pm
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Please tell us
a weird tale
in 7 words.
Thank you.
Gustave Dore
In
Hills
Bloated
Bodies
Fill
Crows
Laughing
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