Castle In The Shadows (poetry 2014-present)

throbbing and gushing the blood from an axe drips down hot like wax corroding like a million rusty tacks poking through my bones and digging into my teeth round it round it goes until i'm burning in the heath

Trend, trends go 'round the bends to the top so high and into the sky for everyone to see like a star on a tree like a bird gracefully gliding on thankfully for now everyone knows the story in it's throes nevermind all the foes it's protected by thee you can now say it's right you can now say it's tight you can now say alright cause it's good and it's right trends, trends oh tell all your friends!