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Fallen leaves turn black like the rotting pumpkins I still carve. Scarves are wound too tightly while bats swing down to bite me, trying not to starve. Nightly, dressed in drag, we burn these candles brightly, just to help the flames ignite another bloodstained rag. Bags all filled with candy come in handy when you gag.
I miss the fake identities, the haunting personalities, obscenities, and gore. All dressed up on the basement floor, they're just what I've been shaking for. Grinding limbs to bury more with skulls that pile in my drawer from whores who never said goodbye. Maggots crept through open eyes. I loved the taste, the wasted highs, laced with flies and based on lies. Nothing's sweeter than demise when ties are what I'm here for.
But sunrise never burnt like this. The tortured sighs I'll always miss are lost so far behind me. I need the tongues, the manic state, the shredded lungs that won't inflate, all waiting to remind me that maybe love designed me much too late. And desecrating sterile ground is nothing without hatred here tonight.
So kill the lights.
| Well as always I am humbled in the presence of your talent, I dont know if I would compare it to a river, unless it is a river of blood, lol, anyway, "Grinding limbs to bury more with skulls that pile in my drawer from whores that never said goodbye" I cannot help but wonder what goes on in that head of yours but you are [censored] fantastic. Your biggest fan....|
|| Posted on 2009-11-21 00:00:00 | by Diablo Tapitio | [ Reply to This ] || Haha loved this, definitely a gore fest, love the part about the shredded lungs that was pretty cool, and lighting bloody rags has always been a thought stirrer hehe. I love halloween, too bad it is non existent in my country, what a joke right? This was a vivid picture of craziness and i loved it.||| Posted on 2009-10-29 00:00:00 | by Clayman | [ Reply to This ] || LOL @ "description" first off.|
Reading you is always like floating down a fast-flowing river... You're carried along in the flow, it's always bubbling and rapid and soft and enclosing in a familiar, dangerous way, and you're left swirling in these eddied thoughts at the end... wanting to go back upstream and do it again a few more times.
|| Posted on 2009-10-26 00:00:00 | by Runes | [ Reply to This ] || i think youve got a gift with words love. your rhymes flow so well, vivid scenes and details, metaphors. very very well done. |
peace and love. kt
|| Posted on 2009-10-26 00:00:00 | by Theophilus | [ Reply to This ] |