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Originally published on August 7, 2015 in Poetry
I have to enter a description, but I don't like to spoil the mystery.
Dabbling in the occult, with fine wines and spirits.
I find you lying to yourself, ensconced in a wicked suit.
Feasting on a banquet of high-class hookers.
Afraid to toke on the opium pipe of truth.
Travelling to the ends of this dark world.
A modern manifestation of imaginary times.
Letting the innocent blood of old cannibals.
Hunting the last Lions until they are all dead.
I weep a torrent of bitter tears, slowly.
Until I am empty and nothing real is left.
My leash tightens and tightens over mind and soul.
The song ends and I am left alone to dream and to die.
Archived comments for Jealous Karma
Mikeverdi on 09-08-2015
I enjoyed the read, in fact I really enjoyed it 🙂
Congrats on the Nib.
many thanks for your comment.
I enjoyed writing it, so I'm glad you got some enjoyment as well.