Microcosm of Poetry: 12

Honey
Your dramarama
Is too much for me
I'd rather play
Russian Roulette
In the quicksand
Than listen to
The hogwash
You preach ©

Karen L. Fleming

Microcosm of Poetry: 11

Empty words
Are lifeless gestures
Decorated in
Extravagant 
Christmas paper
Topped with 
A god awful
Gaudy bow ©

Karen L. Fleming

Microcosm of Poetry: 10

Lullabies lost
Static creeping in
Cringe worth spider's venom
How it all starts to seep in ©

Karen L. Fleming

Microcosm of Poetry: 9

The worse pain
Inflicted upon a soul
Is abandonment
By a loved one
During illness ©

Karen L. Fleming

Microcosm of Poetry: 8

Abuse
Shreds souls
Bit by bit
Nuking
All inter sanctity ©

Karen L. Fleming

Microcosm of Poetry: 7

Lies spoken
I incinerate

I don't buy fables
Laced with cyanide
Whether on sale
Or priced
Excruciatingly high
To defraud my soul
Bit by metaphysical bit ©

Karen L. Fleming

Microcosm of Poetry: 6

Steal my words
I'll steal your fucking soul  ©
 

Karen L. Fleming

Microcosm of Poetry: 5

Let the snake in the grass be
For no home shall it call thee

Forgiveness stolen
By a selfish prick t'was
No mercy left to bestow
Upon a desperate fool's head ©

Karen L. Fleming

Microcosm of Poetry: 4

When words have been lost
Forsaken due to lies decay
T'was love never ©

Karen L. Fleming

Microcosm of Poetry: 3

The clock chimes
For no reason
Nonexistent
Time is
Merely 
A quiet lullaby
To calm
My frazzled nerves ©

Karen L. Fleming

Microcosm of Poetry: 2

Shall I inscribe
The death
Of my muse?
Ah, I think so
Asshole that he is
Nothing more
Shall he ever be ©

Karen L. Fleming

Microcosm of Poetry: 1

Mud encrusted
Swaying to and fro
The dead have risen
A lower frequency 
Anchored to
They seek the warmth
Of infinity's sun ©

Karen L. Fleming