A Matter of Traction

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My eyes were blackest
As the straps on my straitjacket slackened
Appeared a single tear could turn me ashen
Felt discontented
No question demented
Yet each breath was scented with passion
Reprised from concise height of fashion
With madness providing the traction

The night was quite barren
Trussed tight in white satin
Pale moonlight was scattered before me
Since the sun came undone
Every one of my actions had told self explanatory story
Details were gory
Long derailed from glory
Yet prevailed to hail the great alpha venturi
Assuring me furor was more than inventory bargained for
Imploring me to cheat the creak of varnished boards and leap towards the sweet reward retreat ignored with no thought to inform me
Reached into the rose
Reposed to bleed as thorns arose
Seeping in the cornerstones
To paint the scene in warmer tones
Warned me that the storm was close
Then dawned on me as twilight spoke

My eyes were blackest
With the air of despair squarely set to choke
Cloaked in shadow
Broken arrows fell about my feet
Seemed no more telling gift bequeathed
Than for the death of me to cease to be seen pressing to extreme
Still felt discontented
Unquestionably demented
Yet each obscene breath scented vented passion
Reprised from concise height of fashion
With madness to delight for all that jazz, pizzazz and traction

Richard Charles Stevens

Keeper of The Crimson Quill

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