It's the Return
By Virgils Vigil
Of hell
and unforgiving.
Of convenient lies
that protrude and hypnotize.
Of holes in the mind
ranging in size from half-dollars to dimes.
Of sickened old rhymes,
regurgitated but redefined.
Of brightest nights and blackest days,
Of warped clichés,
Of loaning in debt that seldom repays.
Of heads hitting against a wall,
Of sweet sounds of crumbling when it falls.
Of the universe being one
and the world being nothing.
Of twisted nonsense humor
and endless fucking.
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Copyright 2013 Virgils Vigil
Published on Thursday, September 12, 2013.
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"Poetry"
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A former member wrote:
I really enjoyed this. I love the flow and different rhymes, nice work!