Another Monster Hunter World poem... because these beasts invoke feelings.
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A brutal dragon with eternal life
by feeding on others of his kind.
Anatomy laden with knives,
both self grown and death assigned.
Powering through the air,
carnage the lone conclusion.
The paralyzing roar blares
as we face the claws of execution.
For the sake of the New World
we wager our lives, upping the ante.
Plug our ears against the snarls,
the destruction's cry that is named Nergigante.
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Sitting Here Thinking (2019)
PoetryShort poems of varying subjects and construction, but deep enough to be swallowed in. Written while sitting anywhere, lost in thought about everything and anything. These were written mostly in the year 2019. Please feel free to leave any feedback...
