Living Dead Jackinape Shuck (pantoum)A Poem by Tim LionI suck at this form....so I am practicing.
Melancholic-monochrome-misfit pain; Disdain for all organic dysfunction. Alcoholic-borderline-bullshit brain: Thoughts unsound; movements echo compunction. Disdain for all organic dysfunction; Fevered flesh cold; living rigor mortis. Thoughts unsound; movements echo compunction. Rotten heart thumps hard-shell like a tortoise Fevered flesh cold; living rigor mortis; Dead man, couch-coffin, television blur. Rotten heart thumps hard-shell like a tortoise. Junkie lies prostrate; a gutter-mouth cur. Dead man, couch-coffin, television blur. Bloated opiate blowfish turned debris. Junkie lies prostrate; a gutter-mouth cur. Spirit corpse adrift on choppy black seas. Bloated opiate blowfish turned debris Washed, belly-up, on my sharp rocky shore. Spirit corpse adrift on choppy black seas. The lightning is grounded; friendship no more. © 2011 Tim LionFeatured Review
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