Bughuul Man
He’s the devil in your tormented dreams
The shadowy, nightmarish silhouette imp
of a thousand horror newscast,
who muzzles your petrified screams
Keeping those silent eyes
glued to the vile, video killing screen
Black Plague monstrosity figurine
showing you a million different exits
from the corporeal plane
Bungee craze got started by the Bughuul Man
His roulette wheel spinning
is daresay snake oil squeaking Russian
Walking the fine line between barely living and dying
is an aerial tightrope
painfully designed by this venal master of suffering
Enamel-coated Ebonics
spastically say he sho’ nuff
be the Bogeyman
Wearing a spook face colored cotton
He’s the white lightening flashing
in your blackest dream
Cast down from heaven,
the prince of this world is a terror king
His empty empathy sockets
got a madness, murderous gleam
Bughuul Man,
Bughuul Man
Blowing gunsmoke holes
in your irregular brain stem seams
Busting caps in your comfort zone gap
between your eardrum beams
Bughuul Man,
Bughuul Man
This jinn-cursed malevolent being,
with the trident-shaped, hot cattle prod poking
Is the tainted sleep trickster,
whose been given a certified imaginary rating
Copyright © Freddie Robinson Jr. | Year Posted 2019
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