Death Overtaken Or Slowing Down For Life

From conception death is chased through hollow and hill sunlight and shadow backalley and byway synagogue and saloon. Through fresh bells of wallstreet worn bodies on mainstreet, death is chased relentlessly. Its muddy hoofprints climbing the crackpipes of calvary eyes clop-clop-clop. Bending nightmare to angel then back again- Death slows brilliantly (overtaken of course) smiling-teeth plaqued with burning rubies (sins of the flesh). Just as its always been life breaths into death, Mad -mad circle of conception and chase death woven to life blackness and whiteness whirling into blackholes enlightened or not roll down the window silk on the rot scrambling for (exacting) change pay pay pay the toll man your destiny