Wednesday, March 15, 2017

Moment in Poetry: Avatar of Hell


Avatar of Hell



My blood pumps to the beat
Of a slim shady and Royce 5 9
Lyrical beast

But my heart and soul
Are not in the Fastlane
But in the dead end
Vicinity

As I spit
Venomous lava
From my very
Existence

Anger and hate
Lay in the corner
Whimpering

Unable to understand
Accept
Fathom even

I am something
Another thing


The epitaph of Death
Hela’s granddaddy

Wondering if
There are any
Feelings even left

I turn to
The right
The left

Welcoming
The emptiness



From the chocolatezeus collection  3/15/17  ©

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