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A different form of acid reflux

Happiness dashed,
as these walls crumble
each flake of mortar fulfills function
slashing my carotid arteries
assaulting contentment

Formerly escaped..
..vaulted disorder
halted apprehensive infringement
desecrating perimeters
it smashed through and got the wound salted

The high swoon, hoping esteem dies soon
engaging my typhoon, a mind-storm
belied by a pride no longer in swine form
or is it? H1Nspun, viral mystics
surrounded in a theater of critics
fear hounds while jeers drown
tries to cheer
deaf to its sounds
stress pounds, cardiac absence
fleeting into safer corners
this party is wack, dashed hopes again in the labyrinth

Now it will not rest
flounder in lost threats
the Reserve where hidden costs are kept

Now driven by cold, the frost crept
word weapons, hostile tools accost in one breath
soon neurotransmitters blast hazards at the bureau of critters
thorough blizzard scorn
cannot heal blisters from the storm

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War Haiku #649

build perimeters
chain off all the entrances
and prepare for death


As Love Dies

No where,
can I find so much comfort, as in the fantasy of love
No tyrannical force can crush that which burrows itself underneath outer consciousness
Yet, one who claims your affection,
can, in one moment, enact dejection
Falling for her lies, so blind like I suffer from cataracts
Air flows past my face, as I drown in its’ sorrow
An heir to flame, that shall burn all I have borrowed

I wonder whether I have forsaken my own fate,
And if her attitude will carry over into tommorow
Not fearful of losing her, cuz she’s already gone
like the light in which she used to be viewed
putting up with her bullshit as nothing but a petty pawn

Just wait till I ride along another road
You can go try and make a prince of a toad
Almost begging my hate as you goad

Our relationship flickering into ten thousand glittery sparkles
A testament to what we had, the property of puzzle pieces
Never fitting together as they once did


Falling for Fervor A.K.A gun shot 2

Where did your eyeballs run off to?
Why is your tongue in twists, fooled and foiled trists
trying to force your way into bliss
Where did your sense of honor choose to die?
No longer allowing your lying mouth to belie,
the facts that people dig for, crowbar, scratch and pry
Go over yonder, where the elephant meets the leapord,
denounces him with jealous intention,
all because you promised to be their shepard
Now they are lost in the valley of mortals,
searching for that non-existant, irrelevant portal,
a futile attempt to restore the lost order,
now the borders are lost, you cant afford your cross,
no longer allure to your subservient bosses,
crying over losses, but the tears now dry up,
still wishing you possessed wings,
and the ability to fly up