Free verse № 103442
Horror Film
Often, late at night, they will come out,
and flash, pop, shatter with limo chatter.
I might be working the corner and wave;
Blond juts out of sunroof, topless, vomits.
Orange County tattooed on her teeth and palms
I miss junk, it would be a time like this to shoot.
Tonight, I'm off, I'm writing about a one eyed pimp
Wheel chair knight of no table -- smoking blunt.
Gathering the harem of broken product &
Fat bottomed carriers, wigged, painted, dull.
City life burns hotter than hidden stars bother
As I look up, I only see a line of planes.
Man, what I wouldn't give to be with you now
Michelle, I'm sorry I lied -- Orpheus died.
And as I recall my first love through poem
and twisted scenery, trash, this cracked dream.
Simultaneously, another film plays in my mind; Us
Making love behind the Korean church in your Mercury.
Now I pen mad panoramic visions and chaos &
Nova, now I am really lost, a new vampire.
Ignotum per ignotious
Something dead stalking memory.
Something dead finding surrogates
Something altogether frightening.
8 comments
"Ignotum per ignotious"
What exactly does that mean? I have no knowledge of latin. Other than that, blessed with ten.
"Wheel chair knight of no table" needs work. I get it now, and would've had an easier time if you'd made wheelchair one word. Maybe hyphenate "knight-of-no-table" as well. Maybe not.
The art of proper grammar is still foreign to me, but I'm slightly improving.
Have I done something to deserve being tagged as an invisible and horribly grotesque untouchable? I have a gut feeling that I won't get a reply to my question wrapped in childish whining. But anyway, I figure voicing my curiousity is a needed urge, the side-effect of some dismal disease that I endure daily.
Your mouth is a cornucopia of plums.
Where do fat people live?
Rotunda.
Thank you folks, I'm here twice a day.
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