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Crystal Boar

unearthed practs of true

By Trent OdlinPublished 5 years ago 1 min read

racked, tandem in chains

a boar walks, honey smathered,

dripped in crystal true

tossed, carried by tonic

caustic gauze wrapped around my cosmic an astronaut thought

drunk on the broken sinew, scallop and

shaft, shackled in chains rattle and crow

broke bread to stimulate dabble and delegate, paltry few to

the vast problems we crow, bawk, and weave. hurried at last,

boast, tackle, tack assimilate, proud dithers crows feet, made to

sustain,

supplement, distort the vast problems no view unable take the rules

I was made to break! I carry on! Tremble and swing!

cherry marrow and spoke, the most suppose, hearts shake when

they break! Oh how they break! Crimson warrior, I call upon for aid.

give me the words, prowess, and poise. a spirit-like bathe to

align the stars and give

up the problems

I forgave

surreal poetry

About the Creator

Trent Odlin

After getting diagnosed with a rare autoimmune disease at the age of fifteen, forcing me out of school and uprooting my life, I spent the majority of the next five years in bed. There, I found writing, and my own style of surreal poetry.

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    Written by Trent Odlin