Sacrifice
Sacrificial solitudes traumatically trapped thru out time
Sabotaged souls subservient to the Necronomicon night
A selfless surrender sanctioned with a calamitous climb
Penal punitive pondering of the marauding mind's abyss
A slave seducing deviation from the mantra morals amiss
For infinities infraction the absorption of a stigmatic smite.
March.28.2018
Rhyme Time 1
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I stole the brain of Einstein to feed a hungry head.
Sliced some in an omelet with a roll of onion bread.
Biting, chewing speedily, to prove his theory chaste:
That time does stall (however small)
When feasting past the taste.
I smeared a slice with cold-cream
Onto a winter face.
In hope that smart-cell makeup
Would return me to my place; meanwhile,
I hid within the basement to escape the force of fate.
Blinded by the science, nowhere left to turn,
I consulted the Necronomicon and prayed I would not burn.
The words were chanted freely -- the cost only this news:
A reversal of the flow of time
For a soul that God refused.
Young and fit and prosperous,
I discarded all the brain.
But in my blackened, empty shell I knew there waited pain.
Tricked, the time sped faster -- faster than before.
When once again the winter came, Einstein was no more.
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