Post by thefleetsin on Jun 14, 2017 19:24:08 GMT
our thirty days of night
seldom
do horror stories begin
with
a blood letting style
of rhetorical spin
brought to you
by
a party whose sin
looks an awful lot like
they're
hiding something
while feasting
on
your foreskin.
sjw 06/14/17 inspired at this very moment in time as the poor begin to march in line.
from the 'blitzkrieg series' of poems
seldom
do horror stories begin
with
a blood letting style
of rhetorical spin
brought to you
by
a party whose sin
looks an awful lot like
they're
hiding something
while feasting
on
your foreskin.
sjw 06/14/17 inspired at this very moment in time as the poor begin to march in line.
from the 'blitzkrieg series' of poems