the soul wakes........... forced devalue
festival minds preventing them derivation
this was some inundate carnage
squeal and sobriety pertinent
immobilized foraging of those partook

surrender into invisibility
for on earth if recall be
after the penance of fate adjourn them
from much needed time to grow old
deficit kids- were exclusive saints
for this cause. About faith,
what is this whiplash whirlpool
dragging much more participants than enrolled
discipleship of fireball, inhuman inferno

A bowl of porridge
with a glass of home-brewed tea
sate my appetite

A meal served with sincere love
is my wholesome nourishment

The apocalypse is tomorrow
so batton down your lungs with the red earth
wet the dust to make clay
cover yourself in what you think is your worth,
The apocalypse is tomorrow
but throw your sorrows away.
We don't need them in this deathland
we care no more about what you say.

bloom blush
therin behind the bush
the ivy hyphen squads
in crushed per centage
uniforms

a reddened ruse
up harsh stairs
rush

beneath a scanned sky
and softened hush
a streaming instrument
of crime
sinks in its shallow stainless tray
while the girl in the gown
in sleeping frown
drifts dreamland realms
a gritty sky
the yellow nicotine teeth
combing dogs graves
and mongrel collar hues
the greasy fingers of
waste climb to heavens
floors and walk for you