Post by bliss on Jul 17, 2011 23:00:42 GMT -8
Graveyard Shift
A Collaboration with
Christian Malay
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Jesus is on Fire
My friends all
Hate me
Thomas turned
On all of 'em
With relentless
Fury
The kind amplified
Like the rays of the
Sun passing thru
Coke bottle glasses
The kind thick
As all fuck
Leaving me
In a freshly
Dug trench
All alone
My thoughts
Memories
Cloud me
Envelope
Me in a river of sadness
Miles wide
Incessantly flowing
Devoid of inhabitants or
Spectators eyes
All encompassing
At least
Thomas
Is leaving
Me be
Even though
It's only for
Now
His appetite
For souls
Is all consuming
For now apparently
I fight myself
Can't wait for Thomas'
Return
Because my inner turmoil
Makes his shrill of a voice
Never ending
All consuming
Seem more like an all expense paid
Vacation
Gratuity included
Digging trenches with swift vengeance
Stiff cadence in a seance to speak with Thomas
Astral plane liaison was slaughtered in a haze of chaos
Raise the stakes
Horizontal ropes fastened to shape a cross
Here you will hang
Forever lost
To me
Sneaking in slickly
Sinister and sickly
Beyond twisted is this misery
Fissure foam filling in floor board phantoms
A tandem of Thomas clones
Could one of these be the original
Real as a heart attack
Enclosing upon this sigil with anti-matter residual
Drawn and quartered
Thomas squared
Pulling me each individual direction
Hope I do not explode
In a brilliant splash of gore
Painting the entire room red
Leaping off of this poem
Smearing the readers face
Devouring my reality
Suckling dry my essence like a deflating ballon
Tossing me wayside like a broken fetus
When the hunger strikes
He will look at my friends list
Then
Soon he will find you