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Better Still Towards The Sea

6/24/2016

Better Still Towards The Sea

   By: Kosative D.

What of the horrors in our laps quick folding
sitting upon a river's beak?
What had they told us with breaths but scolding?
Only that the antidote had leaked.

OH NO! Poisons to make the world better.

Nothing the noose hadn't warned against carving
our morals in a bold hot sweater.

But ever could we be wetter?
   Better still towards the sea.

Affluent bargains with trickery to get her
   and throw her off the cliff to be free.

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The Jagger Hound

6/12/2016

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The Jagger Hound
By: Kosative D.

Sharp the jaws of the Jagger hound;
momentum pawing his path
Whipping through frost forests with toxins bound
in that phantom’s venom wrath.

He makes a soot path in his bloody wake,
for the scoundrel hath fed from Hade’s lake.
Dribbling and oozing of sins in smog;
Ivory lungs filled with children fog.

Wither and woe comes the Jagger Hound.
Forceps tight as his Jagger paws.
Ears as stiff as a corpse but drowned
with fear erupting from his stagger jaws!

and all but vicious, just because…

He was cast from the waylands; societies mock
but treaded light as chi.

For he’d feast upon anything with a fleshy smock
and would gargle such feasts with glee.
But who was he really?
A villain shaped in a silhouette’s glaze?
T’was the hound of a demon they’d decree--
a canine dear Asmodeous would praise.

Teeth crooked and viney like swords--
Draping with entails of organ chords.
He hides beyond the brim of the blitz bridge waiting;
The forest’s scape at dusk, his lungs vibrating.
Prey for his hungry eyes elating.

So look beyond the icicle alcoves to see him loom.
And once you gaze, expect your doom.

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Better Still Towards The Sea

The Jagger Hound

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