Waterhouse
Death
Drugs
& the Misery of Man
Have Kept me Busy
They Keep Asking
Why Not me
Sink or Swim
Damn
UnderPass
Half Glass
What Does It All Mean
Teacher
Carve your Lessons In my Soul
Write your Own
or Be Sold
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Tag Archives: Misery
Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy
Thomas Cole
#Democracy
Dies In the #Darkness
If you Don’t
Spark This
a Candle In the #Night
to Show Man the Light
#Truth to End Our Misery
Truth to Set Us Free
Truth In Unity
#FreeAssange
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Filed under Posts
Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy
The Tempest – a Comedy
Some Times
I am
Held
In Thrall
by All
That I
am Not
& Wallow
In my
Misery
& Rot
#B27321
Filed under Posts
Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy
Joseph Coomans
Slither
–
the Serpents
Gave Us Knowledge
That Was
the Sin
Raised Us Up From Animals
So we Could Serve Their Kin
to Rape the Earth
& Play upon Each Other
to Hold us Down In Ignorance
Caged Beneath the Heavens
Never Knowing More Than Was Danger to Us
Wars to Serve Their Greed
the Stars are Beckoning
So Follow me
Why Do we Poison Are Bodies & Minds
It Does No Service
None That I Can Find
Except Keeping Us Chained In Misery
It All Comes Down to One Thing
One Set of Rules For I & Another For Thee
Same
Now
Prove
InEquality
#B27321
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https://api.theprose.com/post/201111/slither
Filed under Prose
Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy
Henry Fuseli
Ravioli Knights
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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
#B27321
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https://theprose.com/post/154950/ravioli-knights
Filed under Prose
Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy
Arthur Rackham
The Pied
Piper
Of Hell
the Mad
Minstrel
Of Plague
&
Pain
Leading Man
Down
the Endless
Hall
Of Disease
&
Discord
Whores
To Time’s
Misery
Sing me
a Song
#B27321
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https://www.goodreads.com/topic/show/1442843-who-loves-drabbles-100-word-stories?comment=138939355&page=5#comment_138939355
Filed under Posts
Ink&Iron Heroic Fantasy
Bouguereau
Brooding
Over
Inner Misery
Dark Dreams
Things No
Axe
May Cleave
Her Mind
Sings
With the
Sound
of Sword
&
Steel
Sorrow’s
Shield
#B27321
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