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Petrified Mahogany

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Someday, thee will wilt Too bee impotent, until thee arises from limp America's Dead Poets Society wraith grave word s-word escape thy wilt dye thee words in petrified mahogany amiss mists pain stains. Think thee is an impotent poem in this. (Petrified Mahogany)

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Friday, July 1, 2022


Poem Artwork

Petrified Mahogany

Purified bark
regurgitated
rhyme redeposits
Be time decayed
skeletal key lime
churns cold
Chill dye
bones brittle ivory,
wraith whip
wasteland
Bee naught
buzzed hollow
echo rebuttal
RIP refrain,

God,
got to stand up,
lying upside down
poached a lone
Prone
upon skillet frying pan
sizzling fidget -
frigid
Refrigerator
compart-mental
deserted metal
isolation
Death walketh
Skull ‘n Bones
Pirate seizure
hiccups

Choke hold
grasp butt
testicular tenement
statement
Got to get it up
every day
mourning procrastinations
Yesterday be
morrow resolution,
last year postulation
Pissing in the wind,
the wrong way,
mists thunder storm.

Supposition
rectal suppositories
physical
rectum results
Thus unblock
writers blocks composition
in lucid liquids
Ah what a relief,
to release frustrations
freeform farting
Letting out silent
snicker stinkers out,
flagger-gassing others

Hollow sunken eye
dried up desert sockets
bockwurst bologna
Grave wraith word
sword prick penetration
Too Bee
sown impotent
Wilt dye HeART
vain bane
gimp limp
America's Dead Poets Society
Weather vane rusks
shuck husks water closet -
Petrified Mahogany

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Petrified Mahogany


Purified bark regurgitated rhyme redeposits
Be time decayed skeletal key lime churns cold
Chill dye bones brittle ivory, wraith whip wasteland
Bee naught buzzed hollow echo rebuttal RIP refrain,

God, got to stand up, lying upside down poached a lone
Prone upon skillet frying pan sizzling fidget - frigid
Refrigerator compart-mental deserted metal isolation
Death walketh Skull ‘n Bones Pirate seizure hiccups

Choke hold grasp butt testicular tenement statement
Got to get it up every day mourning procrastinations
Yesterday be morrow resolution, last year postulation
Pissing in the wind, the wrong way, mists thunder storm.

Supposition rectal suppositories physical rectum results
Thus unblock writers blocks composition in lucid liquids
Ah what a relief, to release frustrations freeform farting
Letting out silent snicker stinkers out, flagger-gassing others

Hollow sunken eye dried up desert sockets bockwurst bologna
Grave wraith word sword prick penetration Too Bee sown impotent
Wilt dye HeART vain bane gimp limp America's Dead Poets Society
Weather vane rusks shuck husks water closet - Petrified Mahogany

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Reviewed by Ronald Hull
Reviewed on July 3, 2022
Wonder how they know that it is mahogany? In this piece you have not only regurgitated every phrase you've ever written, but you've honestly described what happens when someone grows old and starts to lose control of everything that was so easy to control.

Finally, realizing that all of the funk and fury only amounts to, "pissing in the wind."

Ron


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