Chasm of weeping souls ,
panting and trembling ,
twisted mouth of cotton candy,
meat for blue beard arsonist ,
sealed lips book ,cold calvary street ...
locative subject ,livid devil's lived ...
The doors to paradise open onto the toilets...
Dr Freud ,waiting to explore your limbo ,
old lover grimacing, pawing at souls
swallowing on the rainbow sofa ...
A verdict placed on your limb, phagocited
by canibal powers ...
The caravan of thirst ,no longer pass
through the spasm of slaves ...
"Come to me ,you, funny little runt ,
I am your one dog with the nails of the cross
and saturday nude sabbath fever ! ''
The reprobate thinks -" I hate you family ! ''
And devored by the ablative object ,
exorcising the gospel of oblivion ,
shredding a crumpled doll's woolen womb
for sale at a souvenir shop ...
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Author:
lorenz (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: January 19th, 2024 03:53
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I saw heaven standing open and there before me was a white horse, whose rider is called Faithful and True. With justice he judges and wages war.
I saw a greenish frame mounted by a cursed shrink...I am .
"So also is the resurrection of the dead. It is sown in corruption; it is raised in incorruption:"
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