The spirit of a soldier takes over
When my hell is in dire need
Bullets bounce off tranquility
And floats to the head of stability
The oxygen is so heavily polluted
It pulls me into hypnosis
Away from blank stares
And blank eyes that belong in trash cans
The monster in all of us
Rips a piece of our human nature
And burns the bark
Simple as skinning a tree
I'm willing to blow a limb
Or even kill if it meant
I could escape the presence of them
Devils
I commit a sin to disguise
My true meanings
A white gown
Pure of black ink
Lucifer's substance
Raining over me and the rest of civilization
We hope divine waters aren't tainted with blood
we wash our necks and
Wipe our faces with bullshit on hands
Leaving a stench so vile that flies
Infest multiply and breed
Maggots so large
They're often mistaken
For another good citizen
10 comments:
we wash our necks and
Wipe our faces with bullshit on hands
Leaving a stench so vile that flies
Infest multiply and breed
Maggots so large
They're often mistaken
For another good citizen...boom....dude....was to blow back on the scene....love the turn in the middle around devils....for me it really takes off after that....rock on friend...
I commit a sin to disguise
My true meanings...and...Maggots so large
They're often mistaken
For another good citizen...really gave me shivers..uncertain identities..to many of them..and you never know when they pull the trigger...
woot...good seeing you in the pub sir..
Wow - an especially strong ending here, Anthony. Really strong. k.
Strong writing here, Anthony. I am am breathless. Damn...you have talent.
Oof. Your writing is always so real, so powerful, so visceral. Great ending, a dark picture but yes, the monster in all of us... We must learn to face him in the mirror.
hey T.
what you doin hiding down the list? i prefer you at NO.1
or at least top 3 :D Chartopper!!! :D
weaving some conjure up with the deep un ease of the skulking word . . . there is only one thing for those fat maggots . . . a right(eous) HOOK! POP* KO!
hard-hitting truths, especially those last lines.
You give us a peek into the darkness, the hidden truths.
Fabulous writing! You keep your coming lines unpredictable, they each speak individual, and yet, the syntactical nature of your lines as a whole communicate a profound message. Enjoy your work every time.
hey...happy new year anthony...
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