Never let Death hold your hand,
My mother used to say.
He'll promise you time's sands
While slipping lethargy into your veins.
His nails will seem of luminous silver,
His teeth of polished jewels.
But when observed without night's cover,
They'll reveal themselves blanch as ghouls.
So should he ever fill your eye,
Or reside beneath your ear,
Best you heed him no free mind
While praying to nether he disappear.
Corrosion seeps into a floundering mind,
Disembodied memories unbind.
Set free, lacerating into a trembling spine,
Threads of a soul spill, taunting it’ll never be fine.
Abandon the white-knuckle grasp you have on sanity;
You’ve become perverse, a mere profanity.
Watch as we dismantle your facade of vanity,
Swept away on sulphur winds with any remaining humanity.
Stripped bare, exposing inner turmoil beneath,
Into the flesh your darkness sinks its sharpened teeth.
Malignant chaos has been unsheathed,
As to the Nether your soul has been bequeathed.
Nether Light
Light shrouded in surreal fog
Glows dimly
Casting eerie shadows
concealing danger
Masking the reality
of the darkness
Light enshrouded in the eerie mist
shines ominously
Casting a cloak of doom
over our perception of well being
Stealing away our peace
destroying our solace
Leaving in its place chaos and anxiety
mayhem and confusion
There is something more wretch'ed
In this windy howl.
Something darker, this night;
Expands on its fright.
As diabolical a led
Procession of sounds
Lashed, raised up lost souls by;
That in death cant die!
All hopes to rescue, redeem
Long since exhausted
Who now, screaming out as one
Wildest weather throng.
in throes of death we come alive
conceived
a commutation
strapped to the sins of no other
but us
swords held taught
bitten we bleed
from ravenous jaws
of long found lust
saturated in a life's
lost lesson/lessen
thrust
upon the fire
burning amongst throats of (wo)man
be damned
be god-damned
in the distance we run free
be not it here
for pleasure lies just past the edges of the sea
where battles shall breed
and we breath
thru the crazy
these darkened times
^
forged to her bosom,
is the (l)on(e)ly thought upon his mind
first last and always
to be conquered
the breeding ground
***
nether region pulse
intoxicates me dizzy ~
please ignore your phone
TRUMP IN THE NETHER NETHER
If irate American born Mexicans were to rally together,
Around the world, they could perhaps cunningly tether,
Possibly calm, an uncaring, inhumane disliked leader
Maybe curb the actions of this Mexican bleeder,
Or, banish him forever to the land of nether, nether!
2nd Limerick of a trilogy
Knots of Nether
by Scot Lee
www.impnes.com
Twisting, slipping knots of nether
Lit by times beyond.
Caught in the instant,
gone with eternity.
Who but we, all to see.
The touch of the moment,
a splash of destiny.
Reach now for it,
before the past rests with me.
Know it, feel it,
what it is, at last.
Grasp the sensation
Time in a glass.
I move between the dark and light
a visitor; a guest at best
Each holds a part, a piece of mind
that keep me from the rest
Forsaking dark,
the gloomy state
I want this, yet it has a hold
that brings a comfort, even cold
I feel I cannot pass that test
The light that warms
can also blind,
that comfort comes
with loss of sight
seems crueler than blessed
The nether world is neither then,
not of darkness, nor of light
it sits between those places where
there's cool comfort and yet, sight
The sanctum of nether world is awe inspiring
Maybe even right down terrifying
Yet someone might find it satisfying
Magnificent, enchanting and magnifying
The castle stands in the center of the forest above precipice
Waves hit the precipice
From ocean that is boundless
Above the dark castle orb shines with unusual brightness
Beyond abstract from perspective of a soul
What secrets it would unlock is not visible to all
The base is clearly different then vortex yet in the end in same amount they are strangely equal
Makes me wonder what awesome power would be if any justice would show mercy upon the soul
'twixt
hell and
high water
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