Marshall : Writing

Digitheism 3

Digitheism 3

A Poem by Marshall


nestled in the fist of furyfollowers following followersmachine numbers generatedto the size of egosthe devils henchman lurkssaturated by cryptic code..
Dark Shadow

Dark Shadow

A Poem by Marshall


hidden in the eyelashessilk and silicone implantsweeds grew in abundanceweedkiller did not worknor did steam cleaning. washingdown everthe lies surfac..
the last supper

the last supper

A Poem by Marshall


Break breadas woodset the table in symmetryserve wine in decanterssit, prayeat to rememberthe ark of the covenantkingdoms in biblical timesunscathed t..
bloodsuckers

bloodsuckers

A Poem by Marshall


22%. take it or leave itwanna car?payback is on the 10th of every monthwtf is this identity?is this you man?you look drawn with charcoal angerblack as..
Digitheism 6

Digitheism 6

A Poem by Marshall


The numbers generate ecstasyeven as the cliff hangers succumbto decipher the drop from high citadelsto lower domainsmagic numbers that evolveand trans..
Mediocre

Mediocre

A Poem by Marshall


There were these poemshashed together in hasteinsipid limp and lifelessdevoid of dare, unable to stir the mindinto frenzied ecstasyno sparkle no lustr..
Miss Understanding

Miss Understanding

A Poem by Marshall


Once in a whileyour countenance collapsesinto laughtereven as the insults bully youinto submissionbut no you will not take paintreat it as a private c..
Broken Code

Broken Code

A Poem by Marshall


the genius mind trapped in a useless bodygrew suspicious of growth around himand he descended into a rat hole-keyboardat the ready, about to stamp his..
The Ballad of Balancing Acts.

The Ballad of Balancing Acts.

A Poem by Marshall


Buried in the birchwood camps where wood rotand leaves trace many summers of beingLies the old skeletal remains of a frisky deerSilently sleeping eyes..
Digitheism 4

Digitheism 4

A Poem by Marshall


bend blend ispsdollar dogs sellingdots and dashesswollen checksmoving techmanaging bytesbits of signalscaptivating conscienceinsufferable desirefleece..


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The Shadow On My Shoulder
There is an angel who sits upon my shoulder who goes by the name of Death...
Compartment 114
Compartment 114