Thievery of Beckoning Frights

Pages of white lust are recalling Summer moons tugging a retreating roar. God of Insanity: objects personified shaped to impact reason in his senseless world. Hands reach within closed eyelids- chis luring the heart. Cancerous pain seeps, then tunnels. A maroon creek rushing through sand-colored walls of leek-like tissue. It is winding, and ebbing, pushing the thunderous beat of muscle welded, torched by the pagan Creator. His opaque waves swirl around the electric magnetic manisfestation: sun- like core of life.