Gurge Housecarl

By lupus tenebrae

Gurges, and their finer sandglasses
Are encroaching, approaching…

Think ovary the mineralizer, for once,
And move, even in incivility-long sloppiness,
Toward somnolence, to grasp, and call your oxeye.

It’s there, cold steeplechases, and a smoking bartizan,
Slender enough to peer beyond dimples
And infiltrate me…

Fight, flitch, it’s the same ribbing,
But one leads to marchpanes instead.
I  shudder, I anticipate, I…

Am jutted awake.

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Copyright 2015 lupus tenebrae
Published on Wednesday, April 1, 2015.     Filed under: "Comedy" and "Poetry"

Author's Note:

Just a little nonsensical romp using the style of N+7 and one of my throw-away pieces that's never seen the light of day. Many thanks to GhettoZombie for showing me this style awhile back. Happy April Fool's Day!
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  • Devilish On Thursday, April 2, 2015, Devilish (2662)By person wrote:

    i love this. it's cynical yet honest expression.. not the norm per say never the less always on point.. Scholar

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