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Nightshade of Cynicism

March 13, 2019
By FlightOfPiscine PLATINUM, Plano, Texas
FlightOfPiscine PLATINUM, Plano, Texas
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Favorite Quote:
"Irony [is] the song of a prisoner who's come to love his cage" - David Foster Wallace


Rainbow armadillo

Burrow through berry bush,

Staggering in moonlight

Tattered broken thrush

 

Pick out sinister nightshade pellets

From every little crease

Pour forth unbroken misery

We all know that release

 

Comes in fulcrums snapping shut

Angles cutting closed

Pain inward relieved in outward thrust

Scathing thorn of rose

 

Bleed my body electric

Tiny pitterings eclectic

Fragments of kaleidoscope clatter out in a stream of red

Colliding with divine volition

Exploding prisms exploding with their unitary master

Crayon drops cerulean, melted wax for glass

Pooling in daggers and dances of darkness

And bright unrelenting, the space still unharnessed

 

Wind chimes nudging forth pristine sighs

Sounds that glimmer and fall down on beat with diamond shimmer

Light weaves a quilt, blurry blue beams moving in cylindrical spirals

around invisible scaffolding, cartoon race of dompard uncertainty

I feel purple toxic falling down rushing down sending signals through the medium

Screaming sent through veins and fingers fight defunct dead tedium

Cynical sword, lay bare your neck

Point to yourself, you colossal wreck

 

Let the berries rest exposed

To the frosty night air

Let the thrush see our wounds

Only then will we care


The author's comments:

I dislike cynicism.

 

For reference, since I included a protologism:

Dompard - of a contrived nature that is noticed by its audience as contrived, but still accepted and even expected. Etymology: my synesthesia, the necessity for a word that is both blue and red and circular


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