spiteful

Loathly Drear

 

Loathly Drear


Hollow the deep,
a bitter life so spun

Malice for dreams,
in heart of loathly drear


Drawn breath of life,
one's air of putrid stench


All within reach,
victims to direful touch


Conscious set side,
glowers besmirching eyes


Ominous look,
reflections of inner self


Portal to soul,
consumed by plaguing mire


Dark languid pools,
void emission of light


From grimaced smile,
lashes vile scorching tongue


The voice so stings,
spewing forth spittled fire


Thoughtless fool,
shallow ways come with due


Destined to fall,
stumbling across the heaped


Abandoned cries,
known faces turn away


Presence that's shunned,
suffers own loathly drear


© C.E.Vance

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Sour Puss

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human beings

the mind gets filled with decaying debris,

months and years of empty words,

like a cluttered closet never cleaned

 

cobwebs begin to form and spaces fill

dying matter clog the once well lit corridors

with unresolved differences

 

silent inner wars, like tremors 

below the fault line rise,

passions left ignored collide

 

between an empty page and an empty life 

lies her heart that yearns to speak, 

but utters only anguished cries 

 

bitter reminders of more rotted cavities

inside the tightly packed memories

boldly labeled 'forbidden'

 

she lashes out,

and for another moment,

what she has resisted for years is hidden

 

 

 

 

9:08 PM 7/3/2013 

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Author's Notes/Comments: 

about repression.

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