Ad-mortis 38:01

Ad-mortis 38:01

A Poem by GypsyDanger

Borne out of ash and of
flesh; cut and stone-!
the endless, the hopeless,
and shatter the bone.
Dissever the Ether,
and peel back my flesh;
remember the Other,
and capsize my chest!
Sever and tether the bindings to me.
Remove my restraints,
and manacle me.
It all comes down,
to the worms and disease;
six out of seven is nothing to me.

© 2014 GypsyDanger


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GypsyDanger
GypsyDanger

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I've been passionate about writing since I was a child. Classic literature has always affected me more than anything else. Horror and cryptic writings are my specialties. more..

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