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Bad Omen

by Johnny Crimson

He actively
lived in agony,
oh, the alchemy
this period of amnesty.

They so angrily
spoke to Anthony,
just so anxiously
anticipating apathy.

Here the atmosphere
from the balcony
reeks of bankruptcy,
jumping is blasphemy.

So she callously
and rather candidly,
opens the canopy
with the intensity of a cavalry.

She speaks of chastity
oh, so classically,
but then quite drastically
commits herself to the faculty.

Yet in this fallacy,
exists her fantasy,
whatever gadgetry
she can imagine in her galaxy.

However graphically,
she complies quite happily,
and rather lavishly
to his majesty.

In this pageantry
she gets all panicky,
yet somehow passively
returns to herself so practically.

So however radically,
and or randomly,
she has rapidly
descended into rhapsody,

it's her sanity
that's submitted so savagely
to this scantily,
slavish bit of strategy.

She so thankfully
concedes willfully to tragedy,
knowing she tragically
found an outlet for her vanity.


10/11/2013

Posted on 10/11/2013
Copyright © 2024 Johnny Crimson

Member Comments on this Poem
Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 10/12/13 at 02:32 PM

Quite catch-y...well done. Wish I had written this, glad you did.

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