The Wasp

Words spawned
from the mouth
of a hungry zeitgeist
and delivered
to the fallen and forlorn
Clothed and fed
by the living dead
in a reality torn
by the infernal zealot
A creature most anthropomorphic
Give us this day our daily tablet
and bleach us like white bread
with words amplified, rarified,
and delectably catalytic
floating upon the cosmic
with yesterdays plastic
whilst stinging like a hornet
I am the white anglo-saxon poet

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A Poetic Warning

In a former life

Of chaos and disorder

Through a cosmic haze

Of bloodshed and strife

I well remember

A pilgrimage metaphysical

Seeking wisdom ancient

And knowledge mystical

From a secret agent

By the mythical code name

Brainwave Alpha

“First you need learn how to fly,
if indeed, you wish to kiss the sky.”

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