Caps

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

Submitted: March 20, 2018

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When I wore a cap of profusely lambasted eggs; all that my brain could ever envisage; was pathetically strangulated and disgustingly sullen boredom,

When I wore a cap of ravishingly seductive lotus; all that my brain could ever conceive; was exotically voluptuous fragrance; sensuously flirting in the aisles of untamed desire; for times immemorial,

When I wore a cap of gorily squelched thorns; all that my brain could ever perceive; was brutally acrimonious disaster; with my entire countenance perennially enshrouded by vindictive cloudbursts of vengeful war,

When I wore a cap of disdainfully pulverized butter; all that my brain could ever contemplate; was miserably horrendous grease; my entire visage trembling in a pool of lividly despicable frustration,

When I wore a cap of profoundly scintillating pearls; all that my brain could ever imagine; was dancing in the corridors of everlasting prosperity; with aristocratically nubile maidens of my choice,

When I wore a cap of ravishingly rudimentary mud; all that my brain could ever visualize; was patriotically surging ahead to blissfully free my savagely
incarcerated and sacrosanct motherland,

When I wore a cap of beautifully mesmerizing silk; all that my brain could ever comprehend; was a timelessly sensuous entrenchment of enchanting fairies; the
angels of seductive romance forever casting a spell binding spell,

When I wore a cap of daintily rhetoric nightingale feather; all that my brain could ever cogitate; was a stupendously enthralling gorge of celestially placating sounds; divinely blessing each of my tumultuously frazzled senses,

When I wore a cap of unfathomably eternal dewdrops; all that my brain could ever ponder; was a wonderfully majestic civilization of impregnably united harmony; a
blending of all goodness into the religion of mankind,

When I wore a cap of disgustingly decaying mushrooms; all that my brain could ever ruminate; was mercurial fractions of ungainly obsolescence; the lackadaisically morbid stones strewn laggardly on the dusty ground,

When I wore a cap of boisterously buzzing and rampant honey bees; all that my brain could ever wonder; was holistically vibrant sweetness; the astounding kaleidoscope of vivacious colors in marvelous life,
When I wore a cap of hi-tech and overwhelmingly contemporary computer  microchips; all that my brain could ever fantasize; was aliens descending in torrential frenzy from fathomless carpets of space; to extraordinary metamorphose the  complexion of this; ludicrously dull planet,

When I wore a cap of poignantly tangy lemons; all that my brain could ever dream; was intrepidly swimming through the heart of the ecstatically choppy sea; thunderously feasting every bedraggled pore of my anguished skin; with the flamboyant shimmer of the midday Sun,

When I wore a cap of mystically slithering snakes; all that my brain could ever think; was lethally venomous danger indefatigably encircling my penurious life; an inscrutable grandeur that sent a chill to even the last bone down my naked spine,

When I wore a cap of sordidly ominous charcoal; all that my brain could ever hypothesize; was abominably faltering dirt; a dungeon of despondently treacherous
blackness; drifting me towards the aisles of gruesome nothingness,

When I wore  a cap of irrefutably unassailable and priceless truth; all that my brain could ever romanticize; was unconquerably glittering triumph; an unsurpassable urge to ardently exist with infinite more innocuous of mind; for centuries immemorial,

When I wore a cap of pricelessly benevolent solidarity; all that my brain could ever believe; was that there was no strength greater than the fortress of celestially amalgamated humanity; which confronted even the most tyrannically uncouth of impediments; with the grace of a victoriously brandishing prince,

When I wore a cap of exuberantly exhilarating air; all that my brain could ever feel; was that the chapter of life perpetually proliferating upon this boundless planet; the royally Omnipotent desire to forever live; and let live,

And when I wore a cap of my immortally sacred beloved; all that my brain could ever think; was the perennially Omnipresent garden of amiable sharing; the most invincible element of creation; called timeless love.


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