...M Isn't for murder---It's for muse

By SolApathy

I am the muse of the dark and confused
Released in the chaos of inconformity
I am the serendipity of woven screams
Laced together with the yarn of bloody dreams
Twist as I pierce with my needle, fierce
Cognitive corpse of your unremitted remorse
My memories given- Coarse
A blade of copper and rust
dusted with fates of my lust
Love of the Dark—Stark
Alone –Under the pale moon you park
Don’t be confused as I am your muse
My thoughts of self-immolation you use
Breaking upon the serenade of an unkempt beat
I am the muse of reprisals in this twisted feat
Glistening Fog upon the windows you write
The Last words of someone that can no longer Fight
Carbon-Monoxide dreams intermix with your smile
They’ll find the message he’s screamed for such a long while

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Published on Monday, November 27, 2017. Filed under: "Poetry"

Author's Note:

...Drea inspired 10 minute muse poem...

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A former member wrote: "The last words of someone who can no longer fight", well goddamn. Those are always the most telling words, aren't they? Drea really had a great idea, so thank you both. Top notch as usual, dearest. Rebs:).
On Tuesday, November 28, 2017, Allen (156) wrote:

Damn Sol i really liked that one. Glad Drea got this going
A former member wrote: Absolutely lovely. And in 10 minutes.. Have to give respect where it is due. This is why you earned being called an ancient. ;)
On Monday, November 27, 2017, Drea (1388) wrote:

Those last two lines, Sol. Damn.

...M Isn't for murder---It's for muse

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