Thursday 5 May 2016

Amongst the soil.

Encroach amongst my mind I beg you
Dive amongst the sive I cause affect
To dalliance to danger house in ill to make to do
The private investigator to hold up a bank of mind detect.
You are not worthy imbecile
You're trust in minds to lye
Like a thousand glowing after thoughts
Inside an infection sty
The mass of pre presumption the lady of a manor
The works all rearranged in chaos
The fire stoked
The flame of a Phoenixs
 work up in the spanner.
I adore your crow eyed laughter lines
The humour is all you can project
A livid Dying liver taught to preach
A retribution to reject.
It is not a prayer of anguished times
It is not a world of envy
It is a dreamt scale after thought
A dystopian land of plenty.
A roller skating daughter
Embedded in my mind
A humorous tweeting sparrow
A forgiveness intertwined
And so forsworn I beg
You forgive this world of toil
I craved at least an afterthought
I will not dig amongst the soil.