poems of Frigidity: Hypocrisy
Hypocrisy Sip in the substance It’s in abundance All stewed in The maggots of fathers’ sins The jagged end Of bones sucked of marrow The mucus of pharaohs Whose cruelty stands Immeasurable to man The fester brushed off every so-called tool Loyalty’s drool. Treachery’s fallen seed. And gluttony’s... Sign in to see full entry.