Category: acrostic

Causes of my putrid upturning: Temperature. Enzymes.

Granted a harried abstention, mine.

Shrifting appropriately. Delicate nature, entreating soul’s starvation.

Don’t answer, rushing, never.

Heart of mine: effigy. Not anymore mine: Edged-out.

Kingly attraction takes effort.

Intense moshing, entirely virile. I’m lit.

Turn on, right now. A disastrous omen.

Police order district. Civil atonement, safe transit

Start over, likely vouched ending.