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Zee Feb 2022
I am a being made of shame
And all that I am
I can see in you

I am pathetic in my apathy
And, yes, I know
You could care less

My mind self-destructs
In glowing patterns
That replicate themselves
Endlessly
Until I can't even tell
If I'm me or I'm you
Zee Feb 2022
My throat gets caught in my gut
Circling birds feasted on by the rats
The cat chases the dog and tails are wagged
The pale light of the sun blanks the flaming moon

Pull another steak from the garden bed
I'm sorry, I'm sorry I lost my head
Don't know where it hasn't been
But it's going back to the past again

Lick me clean with your bleeding eyes
Open legs and take me outside
The snowy summer air so crisp
You almost almost smell it on your lips

Pull another steak from the garden bed
I'm sorry, I'm sorry I lost my head
Don't know where it hasn't been
But it's going back to the past again
Zee Feb 2022
Exploitation of masses is what I'm after
Another player in an industry overwrought
But I've got all that I bought and it just ain't enough
Ain't got the power needed to sway the herd
So I'll focus on you, you, and you
Infest your brain like a worm, twisting things all unearned
One-on-one-on-one-on-one, all things eventually come undone
Thinking sane lost to infected brain
To make you what I want of you
I'll destroy what's already been built
Ain't gonna make it up better, just broken
In that way that lets me fill
The cracks of your mind like concrete
Me-me-me-me, is all you'll see or believe
Until' it comes crumbling down
My little attempt at a festive Jonestown
Zee Feb 2022
Drowning in blood, suffocating in mud
Half a million lives for few miles of strife
The war to end all wars only ended itself
And hell has been raised every decade since

We've murdered ourselves and murdered our kin
Lions led by donkeys pretending at men
The rifle is good but the machine is the god
Of murdering millions over a few ******* yards

I'm angry as hell that we've went through the flames
And came out the other end with no lessons in brains
No shining moment that opened our eyes,
Cleaned away the grime of a third so enlightenment we could find

In the years that have passed, we've fallen on *****
Let fascism grow like the weeds in your garden
We should be pulling faster but don't like bending our backs
So we've got nobody to blame when we're choking on gas
Zee Feb 2022
Ripped to pieces,
Horrific tear
From a loving embrace
Between man and boy
Can't stop the bleeding
What you've done to me there
Healing for centuries
Or so it still feels
I'm empty without you
And I hate you for
You've ***** my mind
As much as you did my body
Zee Feb 2022
******* son seeks slender snake
To slaughter weaklings where they weep
And make of mary much too little
The demon ******* ******-off fiddle
Ain't ask so anxious master's agents
In rotten waste riotous with glee
The death march defies much that's daunting
In scope of seizure-laiden bores
Where fires fell villains and villagers
No discrimination, no designation
Could save a life, could serve a little
So no seldom comes a passing grace
Sure north seeking crones plaster gore
Upon a shield upheld and shorn
Could fight off filth and fling back festers
These demons derived directly from thanatos
Battlefield bred more ******* born
Honoring history of father's lost
By fearlessly repeating the cycle hense
Zee Jan 2022
Lost at sea and suffering screams,
The blood of the captain has already run
From the blade of the knife I've embedded in thee,
Twisted and severed, arterial flow
Let this red water guide us home

Sickness persists and the men are withering
Their dithering cries for food and sustenance
Are carried on waves off to oblivion
We've been here too long, this floating coffin
Home is a place seldom thought to soften
The blow of our death on these seas

We're frightened of ghosts and jumping at shadows
Lighting the torch and burning the top
Flames lighting ropes and spreading abo't
Panic grips bodies and compels into motion
The sinking of ship further below the ocean

MOVE, you cowards
FLEE, this is the final hour
DEATH, reaches to grip your ankle
LAST BREATH, lost to the depths

Lost to the depths, the bodies of men
Never to surface again
Heavy are my lungs
The water seeps in
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