A Writer's Cafe PoemA Poem by Jerichael Hoffmanshiretonbetween three hearts!Shadow sprang forth unto my whisper Wrapped… Concealed… Emancipated The blood drips silkfully amid me like silent dark wine Weepingly swept with the purest ambiguousnessocity I’m feeling the sorrows of lost tomorrows… deadnesses Among one item were nine items wanted… I tearfully cry A thousand shattered souls… wasteland… deception: this is me So she ganders whereupon countless darknesses amid the void Skillfully now, graceful item, wanton Vengeance be a mongoose, salvation serpentinely lies Caressing… withholding… pilfered Neath darkness beckons ominously… flagrantly ‘This gleams my face’ said I, ‘among it’ Meretricious molecules beget my raff apologies Thine knight’s plastron heart glistens unto the unborn moon Self-repressed… Self-ordained… Omnipotence-geodesicness Contemplating the dark design of these WRETCHED POEMS, MY GOD.
© 2008 Jerichael HoffmanshiretonReviews
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