One Very Sick Ferret

short form poetry, born from the depths of an ill mind — pls help. pls send me marbles. send them by post

[oneverysickferret]

bask the thick red wants from this putrid monument — flecked and preened with ghasted beads, I curl up and pound the ravenous stones

[oneverysickferret]

blameless and dorsal, I cram the forsaken minims headbound — frame and plus me, twice and thrice, til I’m stoataxed and craving marrows

[oneverysickferret]

clang and sprout my compendium of gristle — just cork me right up and wreck my treacle legs

[oneverysickferret]

crunge my tarry reminders and kerosene-plump my speculative lungs — I’m vicious and wilting, sprouted with fresh and derogatory soil

[oneverysickferret]

perilous and rank, grain up and wrestle my placid flames to gangrenous inflection

[oneverysickferret]

frank me up, west and sideways — I’m a holy leech, clouting the terrible ridges from the charmless, wet sacrament of your lashes

[oneverysickferret]

crake me, unbirthed and unspoiled, out into the thick reeds of dissolution — thank you, restless and blazing mage, thank you

[oneverysickferret]

like a sumptuous and royal worm, I’m drowned in molasses and sold off to any empty entity with the wherewithal to bid

[oneverysickferret]

cronk me up with damp and journalistic gnats — thrice and thrice their tricky and masterful spores do balkan their stars through my broken gums

[oneverysickferret]

pour the rigid poem, like a circus of wolves, into its narrow mould — setting or collapsing, it’s allotted and craned, girthed out to pointed latitude

[oneverysickferret]

plump and jiving, yolk me and stir me into the marrow mixture — ristled with leaves and crumbs and flouted into thousands of bright cartons

[oneverysickferret]

I live to be pruned, my worst ideas the rotting twiglets, brated and cleaved from my edges — reduce me, reduce me, to my grave and creamy essence

[oneverysickferret]

I fizz under the harsh light, like rented thoughts — let’s clamber through the mannequins in search of a sweet, fresh slap of good sense

[oneverysickferret]

bloat me up with so much riveting meat — sunder my intent with your strangely bauhaus claims, and watch me flannel away

[oneverysickferret]

dragged upstairs, flanking my aching grains against each thick step — bilk my coursing platitudes into saintly silence

[oneverysickferret]

pump my lungs with wasted oil — claw me up and replete the fat into pulsating barrels, and let the thrum and whistle of robotic grey distract me til I’m clipped and smooth and sweet

[oneverysickferret]

clove me senseless — and whet my brating cheeks on the craggy lint of your sublime and troublesome buzzard