What Dank Judgments and Soiled Power

Currently I’m sitting here thoughtless

But not immune

To changing topics of livid lies

And baleful remedies.

 

Believing all my crass intentions  

Hidden by a ruse

Of simple connotations

And smiles all for pay.

 

“What dank judgments and soiled power”

Said gold to the other falsities

A life not worn by demure fixings

A taut stretch of stench

Hidden by your perfume. 

Author's Note

Not sure about this one, please give honest opinions and such.

Reviews

[Balkaran Sidhu]

solid write

[Cascara (aka Sprint Goe..]

very analytic pessimism here!

[RachelReaper]

word choice is very good, gives a kind of limbo feel to it

[MOON]

wonderfully penned and great word choice.

[Aella.lives]

Thank you!

[Who Cares]

I thought it was wonderful, I know many of times I have also sat completely thoughtless. I had no idea what to write of, so I wrote about not writting, and a great idea came to be. I love your vocabulary usage, you are quite intelligent. Wonderful piece

[Aella.lives]

Thank you for the great review!

[Who Cares]

Mhm