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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Henry Fuseli

Ravioli Knights

Infidelity
a Broken Ring,
a Vow
That Means
Nothing Now,
Lies
Like Spread Thighs;
Cottage Cheese For Seasoning.
True
That Should Have Been
Like Glue,
Not
Like Rot
Seven Seasons Dead.
In This Room
I Have Been Held
For the Murders of you
I Thought a Friend
& the Mob Who
Bought It
Trying For my Head.
Just me you See
With a Canned Good
Against you
& Three.
the Misery I With Stood
2 To the Chest
& One Beside the Eye.
Yes,
the 45 Caliber Kind.
to Drain & Die
On This Kitchen Floor
Was Not What I Was Made For.
If I Was to Die
It Was to Be In Battle Sweet
or Between the Legs
of a Lady Riding High.
Not Treachery
Both Foul & Deep.
Luring me With Sex & Song
to the Valley of Sleep;
Having Done
I Went For a Bottle of Beer
& Surprise Who Should I Meet
But 3 Long Shadows
Waiting There For me.
Flash,
Flash,
Flash,
Down I Was InDeed,
Blood Red Agony,
Not a Breath to Breathe,
Pain Bright Dizzying.
Laying There Wondering
If This Was the End For me,
the Vest Had Not Held
& Crimson Was Blossoming.
They Left to Check & See,
To Get the Stuff to Dismantle me.
In the Tub to Bleed
& Then the Cutting;
No, No,
Not For me
As I Slipped Ravioli In a Sock.
First,
I Came to Crush your Skull
my Lovely Little Girl.
Then the Man
Who Came to Gut me Like a Pig
& Then the 2
to Help Move.
It Was Such a Gristly Scene,
Had to Be Burning.
I Will Never Forget
That Night.
Standing Above
Those Broken Things
Screaming Triumphantly
As the Kerosene Burned Bright,
Ravioli Nights
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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Howard Pyle

Mickey’s Christmas Hit Men

Empire

Walt
is your
Daddy
&
Mickey
has Come
to Collect
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Mickey Is
What He’s All Ways Been
a Hit Man
For the Disney Mob.
Whether He’s Playing
the Pencil Pushing Hapless Scribe;
Meek & Needy,
So Poor He Doesn’t Have a Dime
or As an Enforcer
For the King of Crime.
He Was Working
For Ebenezer
the Richest Duck
In All the Land
& to Get the Money
for Walt
He Had a Devious Plan.
Drive That Scrooge
to InSanity
With Pity & ReMorse
at All the Dirty Deeds
That Have Bloodied
His Red Hands,
Because you See
Wealth
Was the Source
of All His Wicked Pride.
Forcing All the Children
to Work For Him
Not Disney
In His Hellish Mine,
Starving
as They Worked
Cannibalism
Would Break Out
From Time to Time.
Laughing At the Shillings
He Would Save
When the Killings
Began Again
Maybe Even
This Very Day.
Did He Reminisce
About the Many Rivals
He Had Killed
aLong His Long Black Past.
Namely,
That Goofy Jacob Marley
He Garroted
With His Own Two Fists
or That Whore
He Loved
Named Daisy
Who Gave Him
a Horrible Fit
of the Drip
& How About
When He Sold His Soul
to the Agent of Satan;
the Mighty Mr. Toad.
Who He Killed Out of Envy
to Gain the Formers Role
to Live As Long As Ever
If He Never Lost Control.
He Had Minnie
& Timmy
& Even the Giant Willie
to Help Him Carry Out
His Evil Scheme
to Put That Duck Through the Ringer
& Squeeze Out Every Thing.
For Only Two Choices
Does He Have
Visit Him
With Three Dark Sins
or Put Him In a Can.
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Lawrence Alma-Tadema

Lawrence Alma-Tadema

Rebel

Grey
Would Be
the Color
the Color
Of
my Skies
Like
the Uniform
Of Soldiers
Of Soldiers
Sent Off
To Die
Can
I Help
I Feel
For Banners
For Banners
Covered
In Lies
Maybe
It’s Just
the Battle
the Battle
That Cries
Never
Never
Never Will
you Bend
Never
Never
Never Will
you Win
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Lawrence Alma-Tadema

Lawrence Alma-Tadema

you

I Just
Want
To Make
the Pen
Sing
That Is
my Dream
Why Must
you Always
Look Down
On me
a Tortured
Thing
Condemned
To Be
No Help
From Thee

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I

Make

an

Lend me

Some

Cast

a

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Thomas Cole

Thomas Cole

A Hundred Words

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.
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Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy

Antoine Wiertz

Antoine Wiertz

☆ SHAMAYA ☆

@otepofficial

What

Do you

Does It

Or

Are you

Going

To

me

Get In

the

 –

I am

to Get

That

you

Feeling

you’re

&

I

Am

No

 –

Why

If you

Are Not

Going

to Take

the

&

Leave

your

 –

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Jacques Louis David

Jacques Louis David

If you
Feel
Goodreads
Is a
Rigged Thing
Help me
Follow
the Dots
&

Plots
What
Is the
Relation Ship
Between
Judges
&

Winners
Those
Who
Preside
Over Thee
If you
Do Not
Believe
Review
the Entries
&

Follow
me
As I
Needle
Their Skein
Wyrd
So It
Seems
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Gustave Dore

Gustave Dore

Green
Is the
Forest
That Greets
me
A Path
To the
Clearing
At the
End
a Waits
Thee
This Human
Flesh
This Pale
Steed
Body
Like a
Rock
I Could
Hear
Musashi
Say
a Sapling
I Did
Snap
&

Shape
To Help
me On
the Way
‪#‎B27321‬

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