Noxious MuseA Poem by J.Sin2017.10.30Noxious Muse, In your beaten up jalopy Of limp commas, And run-on, non-cohesive exposition. An incubator for private pain, Predictable twangs of whining depression, And self-loathing. Noxious Muse, Cordial epicenter of a lilting accident, Inspiring steadfast intoxication in flaccid martyrs. The shrewd print smelling of paper, substandard poetry, and
vomit. The ostentation of the author, Superseded only by the pomposity of the reader. Noxious Muse, Proof that lusting after taint Is the strawberry opiate of the classless, … the tactless. … the
hopeless. … the ferocious. You are the wretched mildew on a bargain-basement
coincidence; A special breed of homemade demolition; A deceptively slick mechanic Snorting extra-strength inhibitions Off a discount dictionary. © 2017 J.Sin |
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Added on October 30, 2017 Last Updated on October 30, 2017 Tags: poetry, muse, inspiration, repetition, depression AuthorJ.SinBanská Bystrica, SlovakiaAboutCanadian living and working in Slovakia. World traveller, musician, writer, and teacher. Former music/film reviewer for "Cassette Culture" online magazine. 5 self-published poetry/short story books in.. more..Writing
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