![]() The Overseer #1A Poem by Leo RossmillerGenerations of iniquity betrothed; in phallic ousting financial schematics, plunged their dicks into seams of silently-surrendering rabbinic stew. The butchered plainsmen, derelict-by-name, herded most by way of their inquiry. I stood there, fascinated by the entropies; gazing. Should have known my needless toil, lay strewn across a void and careless path; to where rot festers, and the scavengers like to prey. My own meandering wallows; voiced epiphanies unheard, for lack of trust in beacon’s brushed ejaculations. Goes harboring the victim’s grudge, to one’s deceitful spasms in foray, as beats become a drove of seamless melody; froth and white expunged in a rebellious tone. For shallow nature, he has heard his own escaping sorrows. But what breaks news, allows a microscopic revelation, and turns the beak toward stark infinity; Bleak and narrow bites a shrewd capitulation, stoking a disgruntled pig to gun, grime best bestowed upon carousing games played in the open, between two breasts bared boyishly corrupt. © 2022 Leo Rossmiller |
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Added on July 22, 2022 Last Updated on July 22, 2022 Tags: leo rossmiller, poetry, nuclear family, catholicism, christianity Author![]() Leo RossmillerMakati, Metro Manila, PhilippinesAboutNothing makes me happier than going to Church. I've been writing poetry since 1998, code since 1994. more..Writing
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