Grotesque- The Oldschool Harlequin (of Harley’s World)

I am bound to this place,This gothic mausoleum,Of outdated thesis,Warding off evil with monstrosity,I was chiselled out of stone,So I feel nothing, I appear an abomination,An amalgamation of goat and drake,A chimera,A terrible sculpture,Defending this farcical place,As if it held the grail, An architectural guardian,A gargoyle in the common parlance,I look down at the antsContinue reading “Grotesque- The Oldschool Harlequin (of Harley’s World)”