chilly ledge
No skies fall but rather thy’s demise,
Despise the eyes that are youthfully blind.
Truthfully I’m merciful,
But these verses would beg to differ.
Never had to bicker with littler foes.
Yet here I am,
Sending cease and desist letters in poems.
Fairer warnings spare no fair skin,
No pairs to back thee up.
Beware that I might smack thee up.
It is in pure nature to be acidic.
Otters lay on their backsides,
So I guess this loss will be backhanded.
By the moon’s eclipse,
Thy existence would soon be slipped.
But out of the four,
I’m the fairest of them all.
Beating thy pens black and blue —
While my hands remain snowy white.
Innocent giggles to connection issues,
Four blades to settle muscular tissues.
No apology when I have to come get you,
These magnets only attract metallic tips.
Settle it quick and get back to my clips,
Better be warned than to be battered up, kid.
( pfffffft meow )
Eclipses of the moon, warnin’ inflicted,
Conflicted, The Yappateers on watch,
Forsaken, this beef I wish to witness,
Yet battlefield I was called upon, motivation drainin’
No rhymes on my mind, not for what I’ve been trainin’
It’s rainin’ hope and forgiveness, I’ve been mistaken,
For all I’ve been fakin’, kitchen’s been warm,
For all I’ve been bakin’, no one’s complainin’
Humbling here, no more explainin’
There's no more glazin’
Am I blind or is that a white flag wavin’?
inner relic
oak dove
restive wave
fair abyss
spice delta
dusk leaf
sinful quail
hidden latch