Here is a brand-new original poem of mine, last edited today (05-05-13). Hope you enjoy this!
Burning the midnight oil
I saw the juvenescent moon rise over the slumbering city:
Residents ensconced in ignorant wool
Wheezed loudly in tenuous sleep;
Feeble hearts churning their buttered blood
Spittering and sputtering to make an advance.
Churlish station-wagons chortle artlessly as
Another promising dame impregnates her liver with
Stale gin and anodyne whispers spilling off old lips.
The sun hardly rises to greet the slaughter
As if afraid to reveal its own bloody hands holy
Children are soothed by sugary lies
Confections concocted to forget, feign
Another wearisome night-
To never regret the blasé baked cakes concocted
Of gluttony, the facetious hypodermics
That we rolled along our jetted veins-vicissitude-
To toss the memory of those dawns
Like salt in strangled tequila.
To finally live:
In one phoenix day.Thanks for reading!!
***Copyright 2013. Cameron Morgan. All Rights Reserved.***
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