Fluids
Deep under subteranion covers where nowhere
lingers everywhere and the decrepit lights of man
die to the world
Wrapped in rags-a masachistic christ plotting my
crucifixtion born again and again washed in
human guts-baptized by fire just a man naked
chasing the sun and moon unashamed loving all
matter all consciousness all people authentic
power of just deciding to be each second weirder
then before...strange needs coating the
eyelashes no hope of existential immortality
just a cold march to bloody loving shithood
heavens-these games we play-role of a urine
drenched prophet unknown dismissed dragged
down the executioners hole gorged on self
What are U?
Cracking open the bodily vault dispearsing
terminal fluids
Im a treacherous snake in the gardens of my
sanctuary-man only is where no one can see
Out of tune songs rush up my spine in gruesome
melodic chaos-shoot up the messiha till the
streets are covered in all that physical temple
goo out of ghetto rope streets
I hang in the hopeless nights
Copyright © Ryan Hughes | Year Posted 2017
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