Hallelujah

Condition my behaviour and conform my agreement to yours

The stupor on their faces of her deviant ways

And a percentage of abberation, a quick delusion -

though control is only too absolute;

as she drained his blood, lost in sin

and left in long straw grasses - a sensitive aurulent

glowing on her fervent cheeks, meadows themselves -

a single early sunrise beckoned

involvement, whereby nothing as such

would be needed that week.

 

Reviews

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"The stupor on their faces of her deviant ways
And a percentage of abberation, a quick delusion -
though control is only too absolute;"

. amazingly perceptive and poetic ... beautiful ...