For the Starved
(2014)
This comes from day one of my month long Rondelet marathon! I was inspired by study of dietary habits of those in the late Middle ages, or rather, the lack thereof.
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Write one a day; A verse that explores all cycles. Write one a day. Structure takes the mundane away. Creativity is viral
Misunderstood assumed to be a heretic Misunderstood unable to accept what he should; counter to his religion picked—
It’s not over. Russian, Japanese, African— It’s not over. We think it’s gone, it’s just olde… Don’t dismay, though Love it can.
She waxes and wanes; Waxing when emboldened by time. She waxes and wanes; Waning when She humbly refrains. She fades to little more than a li…
Mundane gossip somehow considered a classic. Mundane gossip with spats of meaning, it’s a toss… between significance and plastic.
Runaway vein why must you escape their blunt pr… Runaway vein one would think you would restrain fluidity to blood that flows
Steam rises From falling water’s collisions. Steam rises Coagulates, coats, chokes: Sizes Me to just a condensation
Number one thing on my List, point of life? No str… Number one thing guides my Wishlist. Pulls my life… I have found it, in man compressed
I am sorry that my mood has been so curdled. I am sorry I can’t remedy what ails me. The dispassion come from hurtles
An instrument of chipping glaze an… Though it is seldom played in pres… the wear of glee’s remnants tint t… Dust glides through the air, drift… The open window disturbs it’s peac…
Prepare to fail; Winning isn’t for everyone. Prepare to fail. Perfection is a far off tale. All expect it, though we know none…
Child-like mind still beyond my comprehension. Child-like mind raises worlds—surpass the divine. He’s released from the detention
The urge to do. Yearning to start, with much zeal. The urge to do. Yearning to finish, with a coup, Or without, I will always feel
If that were all I’d rest, speak to myself solely. If that were all I could delight in pretty song. Truly, it’s the cries of wings, lo…
Not everything good will be commemorated Not everything in fact, really, not anything. Compared to nature of sedated