Fragile Wings
Disturbed humors The unwavering voice is heard A beak filled with herbs Flowers to kill the smell A black waxed robe Bone from a stag Venom from a scorpion For every corruption can be reduced by its opposite Pale skin Mars in the sky Spear and shield Iron shavings Desperate measures Black spot Such a little thing Ground elm Leeches Tumours in every direction Tumours in every direction The unwavering The unwavering voice The unwavering voice is heard Had you been born into a different time What cruelty? What cruelty? Had you been born What could I have done? What could I have done? Starved of answers What good could I have done?
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Crashed rover Arrows and clay Scrap metal headstone to see where they lay Impenetrable blackness Meandering trail Distorted reflection Two creatures flail Satanic ritual of hate and sorrow Leaking vessel Claws brittle and hollow Deafening croak Jutting reeds Overrun Split in two I've known you longer than anyone But you'll never be mine I've known you longer than anyone But you'll never be mine
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Baked earth Horned creature Atop a trove of colour Wretched colony Plundering the earth Dancing around the edge My luck began when I was born No poison can strike me down I fear no hellish thing Dead town Peeling skin Magnanimous structure Unspeakable act Dead town Peeling skin Magnanimous structure Unspeakable act Wrapped in a bay leaf I can turn invisible Wrapped in a bay leaf I can turn invisible Not even he can find me
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
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A glistening trophy Lessons learnt then unlearnt For they are guilty spiders Trapped in a corner Hideous doctrine of a murderous infancy Within our grasp Undead tradition It cannot be killed It cannot be satiated A group mind is an inhuman entity Breathing in silence In the gaps between Hidden violence Same bloodshed Same weakness We welcome generational trauma With the clear ringing of silver trumpets
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Always searching for something Beyond these walls Something to hold Anything at all Always searching for something Family heirloom An old timepiece A rug with a lion A lost ornament I heard we came from Annan But I don’t really know I think one of them stole a shoe But I don’t really know I heard we came from Annan I don't know if you were happy to be here I don't know if you'd be happy anywhere But two ashes grow in your place I think that they feel each other's presence Until they blend into the layers Closest that you'll ever be I feel at home, but I don't If I could only I feel so close, but I’m not If I could only
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026