![]() Hikers In The Smog (Farewell, Bodies)A Poem by NoizJuggling contraceptive bottles for castrated mutts in a gratified battle. Unify all heralds, who wail for dazzling mice, crawling upon purged shackles. Slip the iris of a general in the slotted test of belching sharks for grandeur. Here, they praise his ears in an angst laced keenness. Rolled with surrounding shells, cleansed by warty squirrels favoring a versus. Infiltrating below the brushes of malice, tightly swimming with booted plans. Stomp the repelling breeders ducked along the torn, rubber barriers of a state forgotten. Freed from horned fighters with glaring chests and punctured vocals. Utilizing carols of glassy nights, buttoned sleeves spread across the ornate boar. Captured from a prevaricated tongue, a phrase escaped glowingly: “La Din vilje skje”. From the relegated roster, hovering clusters journey throughout the idolized air. © 2016 NoizReviews
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1 Review Added on November 24, 2016 Last Updated on November 25, 2016 Author![]() NoizMuskogee, OKAboutA simple person, who wishes to express his ideas and thoughts. My favorite things are literature, art, music, and film. more..Writing
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