<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471647" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>Toxic Treacle</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">The verisimilitude of grandiose<br>Sprawled in a perfidious repose<br>On the bassinet of filth<br>Of infinite clockwork: <br>A fairytale or drudgery, <br>And the ephemeral mirth: <br>Sufficient enough to be grandiosity<br>Parallel to my atrocious veracity<br>I need the treacle poison.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">I want to touch your face<br>As everyone else does<br>But frost bites in your iron mask<br>Can I graze the quelled sun<br>Beneath the facile veneer? <br>Because as much as I despise you<br>I want your lethal treacle<br>To meander in my plagued throat<br>I need the treacle poison.</div><div style="margin:10px 0">Because I am so alone<br>That I hate people for carousing<br>Whilst I squander in a soliloquy<br>With my own loneliness<br>Now abandoning me<br>As the dawn rouses at four A.M.<br>And jealousy notched in<br>In my solitary confinement<br>I need the treacle poison<br> <br>I wanted to cradle a poetry<br>But I never had the facility<br>I have never been anywhere, <br>I have never been anyone; <br>Please, cut the cord of this soliloquy<br>Because I can be very cold<br>To my bleak incertitude<br>Yes, I do abandon myself<br>For I need the treacle poison.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Norman+Santos">Norman Santos</a><div class=q> <img src="https://www.citatepedia.ro/g/32share.png" style="float:left" alt="Share"> <script type="text/javascript" src="//s7.addthis.com/js/300/addthis_widget.js#pubid=citatepedia" async="async"></script><div style="display:inline-block" class="addthis_sharing_toolbox" data-url="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=471647" data-title="Toxic Treacle de Norman Santos" data-description="The verisimilitude of grandiose Sprawled in a perfidious repose On the bassinet of filth Of infinite clockwork: A fairytale or drudgery, And the ephemeral mirth: Sufficient enough to be grandiosity Parallel to my atrocious veracity I need the t..."></div> </div> </div>

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