After Fall

With the eye popped he seemed ugly Mimicking the stinking diabolical Image of the unimaginable hungry Whose head the slug left unstable The slug left the shell with mucus To end into the seas of darkness Where he swam the wagging focus Whose empty shell spent relentless As he turned facing the sun For sucking the arty warmth It rang that he left in the shell That son tomorrow the wrath Unimaginable dissolution gates Shortleaved dislocated brain Loin to loin joining abates And later I wish to the strain Before the foe for thought Spread the bed that led Like a slug brain shouldn't split Deserting the meninges your Shell For under anger and duplication Bearings of dire aspirations One per cent carries to locations Later united in the desertion