torquemada downtime (11/06/2017)

The warm waxon wood of tables
Lined in Heroes' hallways, notched
by us:
Hatchet traders,
Toothless Raiders
Deserter hellhounds chasing sunsets
Roping and reigning 
Cheating and feigning 
Silverfang'd denizens of dives and drag shows
Wrangled beneath
The white hot board of kinship
growing like mould in spaces 
secret and sacred, sold sages
sharing scar and syringe, rattling cages
never selling or trading truths 
Union unicorn thieves , dying all together
That we may never hang separately 
For fare or unfair 
My fellow losing bets 
My fellow underdogs

underdog world strike warrior poets

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Martin Elder

Mon 13th Nov 2017 21:53

love the way this one flows Zach. It would make a great live reading
Nice one

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