New Generation of Freaks

an invalid
an invital
cast a clearing on
could not only part a sea, 
but more likely the trees
big bad mountain splitter
clear a path for me please

hid away in slums of heaven
formed a gang of impressionable heads
fools didn't know that they were dead
but cried to the pain of phantom wings

sunset diver
karmic debt collect
hunting me down for
great crimes than might exist punishments for
though no one ever said
that gods weren't creative

an invalid 
an inculpable
voodoo dolls

voodoo dolls
with voodoo minds
and time after time
are oh so willing
to prick themselves with any old needle and pin
drawing in...
Copyright © | Year Posted 2010

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Smalling Avatar
October 1, 2010 at 7:19 AM
surgically penetrative, love the cultic landscape
Culverhouse Avatar
September 29, 2010 at 5:48 AM
strange poem... some people do live like that I am told.
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