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Ravenous

4/12/2020

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Sibilant serpents silently slither,
Among these pastures once fertile and green,
Causing this fair grass to writhe and wither,
Yet, to amnesic sheep, remain unseen,

While, from darkened forest, yellow eyes wait,
As shadows run from setting sun, they pause,
Tho, when lunette glow befalls, beasts mutate,
And flesh shall succumb to bloodthirsty jaws,

O woe!  Horrific scenes remain unseen,
For early morning rain does wash the brain,
And blood from blades… concealing grim rapine, 
Rend'ring hallow: dawn’s illume... again,

Alas, this spinning sphere shall ne’er cease,
As pol, mogul, and hype shall e'er fleece.

​- Scott Alexander McKenzie
1 Comment
Kelley
5/12/2020 04:58:31 pm

This is dark...appropriately so. Beautiful.

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