Accelerating toward a fiery finish, a
Balaclava strong arm over
Cybernetic espionage, Joker laughter past the
Deep end. Diligent to the belligerent,
Ego death only massages the monotony.
Full tilt wobble into a ticket to a
Genocide.
Hailing cabs with trigger pulls.
Indigestion on nitrous oxide
Juxtaposition the holy site's golden light whispering to believers
'Kill for me.'
Limited behind the layers of linguistic
Mutilations; raided, pillaged ambitions can't ignore the line.
Never mind, eat the fine, celebrate with
Obtuse rum, 151 to pollute the proof,
Purveyor of this half-dead paper stack.
Quintessential to stay bored during the stage collapse,
Retrograde against false revival, never in touch with this
Savvy apathy and
Tundra truths while asking, 'is this thing?'
Untitled serenade to lube the swallow the
Vicious cycles to be filed
With wicked debacle spells that'll send
Xanthic liquids down your leg with a desire to be shunned.
Young once to be a bigger dunce, one with more
Zest during the ad breaks.
About the Creator
Willem Indigo
I spend substantial efforts diving into the unexplainable, the strange, and the bewilderingly blasphamous from a wry me, but it's a cold chaotic universe behind these eyes and at times, far beyond. I am Willem Indigo: where you wanna go?
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Words of Jude
Don't notice the hair Head down, count the broken glass in view, That weapon is always loaded. Took her on back when I would dare Voice rejects their murderous hypocrisy, Shit, don’t notice the hair. Glad hostages unanimously voted But clearly Janis was catching Stockholm, Did I mention the weapon is still loaded. On the lam, can’t imagine she knows where Not enough skin to align her views on, Need another writing hand or I’ll notice the hair. Singeing my temple, not sure she noticed Although her god-sorts-his-own plan is Holding. Somehow her weapon is still loaded. Wheres and whys abandoned with The hows and flipping whos Don’t acknowledge the glowing frizzy RED, Because her weapon is ALWAYS loaded.
By Willem Indigo6 months ago in Poets
Tea set by a suffragette
Pankhurst is a name well known to the history of women’s suffrage. Who hasn't heard the name Emmaline Pankhurst, founder of the Women's Social and Political Union (WSPU), an all-women organisation campaigning for the right to vote? The group that helped to achieve the right to vote for women in Great Britain and Ireland in 1918. Some know of her daughter Christabel, both being honoured by the Pankhurst memorial in Victoria Palace Gardens, London, right next to the UK Parliament buildings. Sylvia Pankhurst is notably not included in the monument. Why? Because she split with the WSPU to campaign against Britain's entry into First World War.
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