Genesis the Second Time Round
We fesat on flesh
stacking the bones
today until tomorrow
in this garden of sorrow
sickened by sicknesses
only feasts on flesh can bring
behold the apple
the illusions disappearing
cleaner to the naked eye
filthy you
filthy me
we unravel
the truth
the tower falls
slaves to salve
an hour late with a missing letter
that cannot bleed from mounds of flesh eating mouths
the apple is to blame
deny the fact the plague
we are saved from
born a second time around
after the planet drowned
in the midst of our laughter we are in bliss
the game of life evolves
Villified by ignorance
the joke youre not telling killing you
something i cannot spell
every soulbound prayer aimed toward unseen gods of society
nightly deathwish to come clean
feasts on flesh
tower of bones
mispelled words
cycle of chaos
torturous transistor user friendly media
silent dissent
the game of life
to save a life
hurry up to wait
and stand in line
punch your ticket
and see through the illusion one more time
systematic nonsense to feed the gullible
stepping out of the shadows
the altered table of perception
where we used to drink
now we smoke to interrupt one another
behind guises of three perfect arts of war
we side step the same deja vous routine
under the stairs
the angels get their wings
was something said upon them?
well that was upstairs
we're on another plane now
I'd tell you the answer to your alphabet riddle
cannot keep time with an hourglass
too late with the missing letter
and this is genesis
the second time around
Copyright © Troy Jeremy Nelson | Year Posted 2010
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