Warmonger Poem by Dylan KD.

Warmonger



For different ways of reason,
the ghost of Apollo wants to swallow each season
syringed bell tower keeper keeps sweeping
arrange the gape to face the hall of teething.

Deface her sedative
product of the canopy enemy
drooling in peddled speeds
ahead of me are falling figures, repetitive.

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