in the viridescence
galathaea
like a secret desert torture
like a sinking ancient horror
i'll be there
for you
forever
when i'm just a trick of the light
when you become sick of the night
( the flickering height )
come to me
comforting
there's a darkness now approaching
and it's hunting for that something
that binds us
and finds us
and the heavens will crack
the earth will turn black
the seas will turn back to the east
the skies will fall upon us
the trumpets scream to summon us
a dark man in dark glasses
will turn the corner and taunt us
haunt us
but you and me will fight
we have to fight
there's nothing left to do but fight
it's somewhere behind
flickering
we run when we find ourselves
not quickening
so sickening
built for hunger
built for fright
built to last through the whole night
******..~~~~~~
scarecrow laughing
stalking
killing
bloody moonlight still unfeeling
dark alleys of piss and trash
unborn child burned to ash
farm machinery turned to rust
nighttime filled with sweat and dust
are those footsteps really yours?
have you battled all your tours?
built for hunger
built for fright
built to last through the whole night
$$$$$$$$$..&&&&&&&&
stabbed with some weird cutlery
fucked by some bent sodomy
are those voices calling me?
when i fly will i be free?
the echoes of the iron clouds
we scream in unison aloud
so hollow
i won't support the sky no more
i won't be left as some damn whore
to follow
is it raining blood and sweat?
why won't it get me wet?
drown myself
in the agony of your distaste
what's left is waste
( what a waste )
am i some maggot eating dead?
am i some god trapped in your head?
am i the shit from which you fed?
when was it that my glory bled?
there's a holocaust a-forming
in the minds of lunatics
the earth is warm and swallowing
all in some strange trick
aliens
like some things known
will make the weak turn crazy
it's coming now
we have to go
the pulse it burns
our feet too slow
built for hunger
built for fright
built to last through the whole night
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galathaea: prankster, fablist, magician, liar
Will Dockery
Another good one, galathaea, keep 'em coming!
--
"...there are five native American art forms that we've given to the world:
Jazz, of course. Musical comedy as we know it today. The detective story as
crafted by Poe. The banjo. And comic books."
-Harlan Ellison
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