“Spook’ed Mangled Soul”

“Spirit darkened myriad troll,
Thouest spook’ed mangled soul,
Quibbled night, contentious rift,
Confuffled postulation, cantankerous shift,
Tis mere blight, a trifling blip to your day,
Thy creaking lull, makes fishers hay,
Thine sinking bedraggled vessel,
Lest not evil grin dishevel,
Fallen Kraken weighted bat strewn cavern,
Taking monstrous sup,
Debauch’ed bloodied tavern cup,
Wolves a’ howling melod’ thee lungs,
Arms of fire, defended Damascus guns,
Sighs overgrown, deaden’ed bite,
Hollowed eyes devoid’ed fright,
Artily made Love, submersive eve’n unto die,
Pitifully uncan’ bruted tragic joy,
As scrying imaged plotted ploy.
Guard thy torrented storaged keep,
For lovers one cannot nightly weep.”

– by Matt The Unfathomable Artist, copyright 25th October 2020.

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