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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Henry Fuseli

First Timer

My Worst One Nighter
Followed me Down the Line of my Life.
When I First Fell Down That Well;
Old Was I Having Spent Most of Life In the Pen.
She Was a Present All Willow & Wine,
Fluid In Motion & What a Slick Grip.
a Real Home Coming In True Gangster Land Style
the Party Lasting Well Into Night.
me & Her Going At It Not Caring the Sight.
Stabbing & Stabbing With my Long Knife.
Dripping & Spent Then Into Her Mouth
a Grin Full of Sin & Back To the Mill.
Tired Was I After We Toweled & Dried.
Getting Into Bed I Thought This the Best It Ever Been.
It Was All So UnTrue As They Crept In my Room.
To Silence the Things Never Mouthed But I Knew.
Shoot Us They Did As I Used Her To Defend,
Bullets Cutting Through Her Turning Living Flesh To Dead.
Her Eyes Wide In Surprise As They Dripped Down my Thigh.
Night After Night That Is What I See
Endlessly Reminding That the Chunks Were a She.
An Ash Tray Was All I Could Find As I Used Her To Hide.
Kill Them I Did Again & Again
But Never Was I In Time.
#B27321

https://theprose.com/post/168922/first-timer

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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Howard Pyle

Rejection; Depression

Rejection
a Word
I Know
All too Well,
a Word
That Has Burned a Hole;
Marked my Soul.
Driven me To be a Lone.
Never to Know Home,
to Own Nothing,
But Scars I Can Not Hide;
That Multiply
With Each Passing Day.
They Weigh One After Another;
Suffer.
That Is the Bread I Break,
the Ache
of Never a Praise
or a Raise
to Lift me a Moment
From my Torment.
my Eyes Search
For Why
This Has to Be my Fate
& May Be
I Cry
Just a Little
When I Remember
It Is Too Late,
To Begin a New;
to Bloom.
So I Huddle In my Covers
& Dream Dreams of Death.
For I Have Not the Courage Yet,
to Die;
Sublime
& In my Mind
I Find
Depression At Its Best,
a Laughing Joke,
Another Poke;
That I am Neither a Live or Dead
Just Shambling Through
One More Room
In This Tomb
I Call Life
& I Wonder To my Self
Could This Be a Test;
Then I Smile;
Liar.
Don’t Bother Trying
It Will End
Just Like the Rest.
So Don’t Sit & Fret.
It Can’t Be Met,
Perhaps It’s Time
to Rile Up
the Demons In your Breast;
To Summon Up
All the Angst & Hate
& Serve Them Up a Bitter Plate
Rife With Gun & Knife.
So They May Share
the Loss That Is my Life.
These Are the Things
That Swirl Through my Brain,
That Drive me InSane;
Red,
Raw,
Murder.
Shall I Take your Hand
ForSake This Land
or Am I too Weak,
Another Loss I Think.
Another Rejection
to Add to my List of Depression,
a Debilitating Disease
That Will Have you On your Knees.
Not Good For a Thing
That Is How It Has me
With Out
Hope
#B27321 

https://theprose.com/post/146018/rejection-depression

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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Howard Pyle

Howard Pyle

Some Times

Some Times
Love Thrills
Like Music
Played Upon
your Spine
Some Times
Love Stills
the Pain
&

Hate
In Side
Some Times
Love Heals
the Savage
Soul
we Hide
Some Times
Love Kills
Like
a Shallow
Dive
Some Times
Love
Swills
the Dregs
That No
Body
Else
Can Find
Leaving Us
New Again
Some Times
#B27321

https://theprose.com/post/54140/some-times

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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Eugène Delacroix

Eugène Delacroix

Dark Star

a Journey
In to
Hell
the Mind
a Walk
Down
the Darkest
Paths
of Strife
Drugs
Death
&

Demons
No Realer
Can you
Find
Sold
your Soul
To
the Man
Below
For
a Pot
of Gold
Money
Health
&

Life
Dark Star
#B27321

a Cartoon
For
the Devil
In you
Dark Star

https://theprose.com/post/50661/dark-star

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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Alessandro Magnasco

Alessandro Magnasco

Truth,
a Sluice

Truth
a Sluice
of Bull
Shit
&

Lies
Not
Some Thing
I Can
Point To
&
Show you
Where
It Hides
the Answers
you Alone
Must Pursue
&

Find
Like
the Universal
Truth
we All
Will
Die
Come Tomorrow
That Too
May Be
a Lie
#B27321

https://theprose.com/post/49552/truth-a-sluice

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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Waterhouse

Waterhouse

Sight

Armor Can Not Hide
the Cracks & Lies I Find, In Mind
Just Flies & a Rind

#B27321

https://theprose.com/post/48820/sight

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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Fulchran-Jean Harriet

Fulchran-Jean Harriet

Hello Pete

Go Down
the Street
&
Call me
From
a Pay
Phone
you Know
the Plan
10 Before
& 10
After
On Demand
Take
the Money
To
the Mortuary
&
Place It
In the
Urn
InSide
you Will
Find
a Card
With Some
Words
Fuck Up
These Directions
& It
Will Be
your Turn
#B27321 

https://theprose.com/post/46373/hello-pete

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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Alessandro Magnasco

Alessandro Magnasco

Distort

Distort
my #Art
Make It
About
What It’s
Not
Find Fault
In #Words
That Have
Pierced
Your
#Hollow
Hollow
Heart
#B27321

https://theprose.com/post/45143/distort

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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Gustave Dore

Gustave Dore

Old
Is my
Search
I Roam
To Find
a Haven
a Home
Only Loss
Have I
Known
the Bitter
the Cold
#B27321

https://theprose.com/post/40740/untitled

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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Fritz von Wille

Fritz von Wille

Thy Favorite
Spell
Hell
Possibility
Is What
Works
For me
Nothing Written
In Stone
Nothing
to Make
you Groan
This Is
the Way
It Has
to Be
you See
With Possibility
There Is
Never
a Cage
Nor
the Rage
Of Not
Being Free
Only Limits
Of the
Mind
I Find

#B27321

https://theprose.com/post/40073/untitled

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