Literary Yard

Search for meaning

By: Adam Levon Brown 

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I was blessed with
the divine madness!

I have been chosen
to spread this holy
litany of this
chewed on word.

The blood which
courses through
my veins is infused
with the strain
of the Serpent

Biting and clawing
its way through my
mortal body like
a vice grip on the
sunner-spun moon

I lick my holy
wounds of battle
with the tongue
of electro-shock therapy

That was used on my
ancestors before me.

I tear the molten
core from “LOCO”motive
Steam engines while
dancing in the f-f-fireeee
of my past collapses.

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