New Occidental Poetry

SWORDS OF OTHER SHARPNESS

Try: GUNS OF AN UNRELENTING CALIBER
Dost thou’st leak courage by the tonne at mine adamantine Excalibur??
Because!
I’m really no longer concerned at what was and what were,

This is me heartily flipped on my knees,
The specifics of which More accurately, a country for bees
and firefighters in bikinis putting out most retardedly.

His name is Ozymandias, King of Kings; This is
someone’s daughter doing someone’s daughter things:

Kuromi keychain
Castle of decora kei
Tree rots from inside

Pros of folding clothes when the drier dings?
It’s done. Cons are you spilt a quart of blood in the sink

This is to say that you are not your own,
that the world had been Before your seed sown
That what once’d been now’s long overthrown,

Try: GUNS OF AN UNRELENTING CALIBER
Or: SWORDS OF OTHER SHARPNESS if you prefer;
neither arms appropriately for what I’ve incurred:
Eve’s ready taken an axe to what was and what were.

-S.M. Sawhorse

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Arthur Powell