Jon Hark

Rookie - 21 Points (01/22/1992 / Warren AR)

Rectified - Poem by Jon Hark

There's something dark in my laughter
That feeds the worms so well
As they engorge themselves on my matter
And as I slowly sink into my hell

There's something wrong with the way im not fit
Cast to the flames stripped of my rings
How mundane it seems to speak of this shit
As if these angels ever had wings

Here comes another master
How nice it feels to burn with the wind
These demons fear my laughter
Damned souls tend to be dimmed

Comments about Rectified by Jon Hark

  • Asif Andalib (12/8/2011 12:27:00 AM)

    It’s a mystical masterpiece. Thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

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  • (12/7/2011 5:21:00 AM)

    A very good and dark poem, liked it.
    May i invite you to read my new poem called,
    Drug fueled.
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Poem Submitted: Wednesday, December 7, 2011

Poem Edited: Wednesday, December 7, 2011

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