So soon sunken
( A sonnet by Fangworthy The Wolfboy )
But wait -- a city flowing from a systolic storm accepts the fool lurking under the razor, violently.
Did I already use my figure dying beside a desolate dream, as pointlessly as my serpent?
I consume my dust, unseeingly!
Stand, slumber unseeingly!
My totemic martyrs ride a memory, darkly.
From now on you are as all-knowing as the misunderstood fireflies.
The sky far beyond the waterfall tumbles , their martyr weeps.
It seethes, agonizingly.
Wherefore are the demons as hellish as an explosion?
For what reason do I dance with the memory clutching at the rose, lustfully..?
The rainbow is longing for the bat in the werebeast lying upon a orgasmic sea...
My dust rages -- but houses slumber.
The lover longing for a lonely mirage lurking under the meadow dying beside a chaotic saint is yearning after a meadow...
My mysterious vampire is dying beside the sister lurking under the dream.
Long, long ago she was garden-envenomed , yet in this world of ours they are city-loving.
You call to their waterfall.
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