Sir Corpse Head

Blithering geriatric inanities Corpse Headed Marionette approaches the podium
Drooling corruption from a cess pit soul
Staring into dead air with blank teleprompter eyes,
Flickering a sick lizard tongue just behind dark curtained wings
Some lethal shadow form waits for his death
Climaxing with the promise of power and ascension to a crumbling throne
Of mythic fear and awesome propaganda smear
Corpse Head moves mouth, stretches withered lips tight across
National Screen
Something Obscene
Controls the controls
So low and mean
Ing gets lost in the words that drip like lime or alkaline veins
Or a forest of insects and poisonous spiders weaving preposterous skeins
To choke out Light and Breath,
Behold The Corpse Headed Marionette



Poetry by Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-12-30 at 00:31

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KYREUS of Sweden The PoetBay support member heart!
Ghostly - truly - scary.
2020-12-31


josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
This is very well written and dripping with venom. It has a universality to it in that it can be applied to a number of demagogues who act as heads of state.
2020-12-30