exsanguinate the surrogate splinter the soul-bones and work with it needle-nosedive into fretful twitching and switching severance for fours in swords inverted serving the Devil with the words required to birth dark squirms burrowed in womb-pores
pours out like death-herds dread sires and banshee curs cutting the air with knives meant for draining knaves walking through the woods in waking nightmares untouched by skies and sun and fires burn in furnaces composed of sores
scores of men and their biological processes spill terror into the streets of dawn ringing the bell with the hammer spreading the cure with corpse dust carried in coffins made of stone engraved with chasm-rune ruination incantations deeply echoing with horror and doom but they press on through the throng and windows
organize the organisms in your mind then let them slip through the gray matter columns slick with poison thoughts and psyche slough muggy and mushy and oh so ugly it hurts making morose musically intoned implorations temptation is drinkable brain dew that's best sweetened with salt from the womb
life from that tomb reduces all in its path relaxing the children into wrath-ringed halo teeth- chattering torture boxes maintained by the state of uncertainty we knew and do in the dark behind closed doors to knock out the cork in the floor and drain down the rumors of war and the failed diplomatic drug legislation instigated by poor boy and girl peoples
this physical form cannot keep concluding the world inside is made of door-wood forests where the corners contain everything imagined and the scene is imagic and spelled u c now how it works here? because I don't
cannot identify my identity cannot conform to society-symmetry try as I might I cannot die on three or four swords inverted by the Devil's hands of cards holding the keys to card-house horrors locked in the tomb of the womb where demons assemble more and hell breeds its herd so we all can converge in bloodbath...
Babel-rapped righteous words worked into hurting ourselves
The Devil draws four unholy swords in the tower, raising hell.