obscurity becomes him

“How Do You Make That Sound?”---------------------








It is both excruciating
  and astonishing.
   One mere human should not be capable
     of such diaphanous devastation.
      This tortuous cacophony penetrates my very being
       with its unceasing vibration.
        Like a porcine opera diva from hell
         you fill my mind, my soul, my body, my being
          with the never-ending snorts and sniffles of some
           supra-Machiavellian dis-utopia.
            Daphne.
             Daphne!
              Wake-up!




                                                        Mort Escanduleous










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