this will be a several-part series, describing the Hide of Wisdom. it’s a set of armour reflecting each of it’s pieces and their origins. The Gluttonous Seductress and The Armory of Cupidious are weapons and ammo, respectively.
“Hide of Wisdom” 3 – 27 – 08
Enveloped in a Wisdom beyond my Years,
Calloused is the Hide of the Desolate & Wise.
Baring Only Portions, Metaphysically and the -non,
Remnants of the Shattering and Lost-Belongs..
“Helm of the Hollows”
Dreams Enshrouded by the Luster of Lust;
The Tongue hides behind the Kevlar Masquerade,
Jewels adorn the stonic-settings, parts of foci,
Concetrating Nexi into the Streams of Tang.
Reinforced as Teeth, Guarding the Forked,
One capable of Lust and Lashing, A Duality.
A Balding of Four-horns adorn my Chariot,
The Mental Ghost of Astral-Tapping, the Temple.
“Pauldrons of Pain”
Stained and Broad, Encased in Saline,
The Pads of Pondering crystallized a formation.
Dropped from the Tears of Turmoil,
Consecrated in Confession and Repression,
Drooping as the Faces of Hearts and Souls.
Hugging tight to the Affirmity, the Hide.
“Belt of the Beaten”
Within the Balance Lay the Scales
Of Origin, Equatorial in Line,
Holding the Ingredients to an End:
-The Gluttonous Seductress
She Wants more than you’re Willing,
She’s willing All you Ever-wanted.
Her Needles strike true in Angst
Yet, Always, she Gives Thanks.
-The Armory of Cupidious
The Shards of the Loving,
Imbedded at the Waist,
Harbour the Poison of Lust
And Bitterness, Interlaced.
“Chest of Hollows”
North of the Balance leads to the Affirmity,
Evolved from Beatings and Assaults,
Reflecting the Growth of Grief and Remorse.
A Heart thrice-over in size and ability,
A mixing of Genetics and Manipulation.
Skeletally-coffined, the Deadheart Beats,
Supplying the Passion. It Designates,
As Jury and Executioner, Pressuring the Ghost
To Do as It may Desire most..
In shrouding the chest, Protection Again,
Layers Conceal the Forsaken’s Blend.
Reinforced, in an “X” shaped-fashion,
Small Vertices embrace the entire Bastion.
“The Champion’s Chaps”
From the Balance leads South to the Forsaken,
Ruby-shards of Hearts adorn the interior,
While Obsidian pits the lining outside.
Contrasting Black and Red mock the Dead.
“The Sum of All” 3 – 27 – 08
All of the Metals, Leather Hides Collaged,
A Masquerade in practice, a tough facade,
Bark nor Bite, A Sentinel of Prevention,
This imagery, spoken, need not be of Intention…
i hope you read it all, if you liked it.