Yorktown Disciple

Yorktown Disciple Poems

(Demon - medieval English folklore)
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Evening, as slow as thy flaccid gases descend,
Covered with gentlest push on the stool so still,
The straining battlement, and coldest chill
Now explosive; I think of bowels that have to bend.
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To spin a tale of fancy, to
wash emptiness so clean,

The mind sharp, but caught
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The spoils of the air, irriguous water,
cleansing the Universal Soul of evil
breath, mercilessly settling on all
plants.
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Lest thee not give grace
before each and every
partaking,
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The glamorous road, so winding
and long, sculpted from the
earth by hands of spiritual
wealth,
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(Symbolic eye - exaggerated painted
eye within a emblem resembling the
figure of a man's bearded face with a
woman's naked body.)
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(The meaning of living together)
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Beauty, behold your lips so gracefully flush with expectation,
Smile, so satisfying, mildly resting on insipid words I can't spell,
Yet, when you put my mind at ease, I fail to yield to your smell,
One thrills, I spend my days searching in sumptuous exasperation.
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O, Poet, strangely perfect, thy thoughts so keenly splayed,
You speak as though the earth was formed by your tailor,
Stitched with hand tools, a compass borrowed from a sailor,
Skillfully rolled, divinely filled with holy water after you prayed.
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(Devil - fallen angel)
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(African Antelope)
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Inspired by atomic transformation, the Devil has
found the energy required to map earth's rivers of
blood,
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Embarking on the will of ordained revelation,
focusing on a selfish world no one can
afford,
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I climbed aboard a dream
Seating myself on little trust,
My soul began to slowly move
Across rails of love strung over dust.
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When your soul vanishes,
and your friends turn you out,
Where do you turn
in this wicked world of doubt?
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(the act of free will)
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Bombs strapped to the
gonads of the Devil,

Rabid fear pushed to an
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My friend spoke with a cadence
that sounded like horse breath.

When it snowed, we used to
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Alas! his call to the
townspeople, the beginning of
history, the awakening of raw
sacrifice,
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Yorktown Disciple Biography

Central Washington University BA in Philosophy/Minor in Economics)

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Quatrain Of Puck

(Demon - medieval English folklore)





Sparring with wandering
discernment, disrupting the daily
lives of benign velitation,

Tiny creatures, dripping blood,
hiding amid the conscience of
puritanical messengers.

Fear grips the questions, sorrow
slips into the answers, causing
sinful temptation.

Twisting braids of hair-brained
judgments, leaves us crying next
to bedlamite bleeders!

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