Dumeelcunt

Dumeelcunt

A Poem by Effector Prime

Everything around me is uncanny
Gravity is not the least,  but
Just the beginning
Looking forward, I'm really sick of that
Do you really mean it?
There you go, miles away
From your delivery already
Fat and not useless
Useful to only make my life hell

Is everything just a vibration
rhetorical with no obvious solution
Overwhelmingly divine, you're
Something else caught my eye
I'm alone with all these effigies
I feel new to my body
Is this but how I must exist
What is real if everything is uncanny?

© 2016 Effector Prime


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Nice work...uncanny may just be my favorite word now. I enjoyed.

Posted 7 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Effector Prime

7 Years Ago

Hahaha You don't say! :P

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Effector Prime
Effector Prime

Glasgow, Theta-Religion, United Kingdom



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