I’m writing a threnody for a friend of me
who became an enemy after his entropy entered me
transferring pain centering around chaotic energy
mentoring me developing this melody.
This ode is a code for the road
so I know where to go when I’m alone
to avoid foes in your afterlife glow,
they’ll just slow the big show.
This lament will be a vent
for all the dents in my tent
you lent wherever I went
until I bent into descent.
I draw my rhythm from our schisms of derision;
constant decisions to steal my vision
put me in prison until an incision of division
helped me listen to what glistens.
I write a sad song
for a bad dog
who stabbed God
once I grabbed on.
The record starts to spin
once I inherit sin
humming hypocritical hymns
so long as I win.
The CD stops
once the heartbeat drops
like the fish when they flop
dancing until they finally stop.
Feb 23, 2020
Feb 23, 2020 at 5:11 PM UTC
I’m writing a threnody for a friend of me
who became an enemy after his entropy entered me
transferring pain centering around chaotic energy
mentoring me developing this melody.
This ode is a code for the road
so I know where to go when I’m alone
to avoid foes in your afterlife glow,
they’ll just slow the big show.
This lament will be a vent
for all the dents in my tent
you lent wherever I went
until I bent into descent.
I draw my rhythm from our schisms of derision;
constant decisions to steal my vision
put me in prison until an incision of division
helped me listen to what glistens.
I write a sad song
for a bad dog
who stabbed God
once I grabbed on.
The record starts to spin
once I inherit sin
humming hypocritical hymns
so long as I win.
The CD stops
once the heartbeat drops
like the fish when they flop
dancing until they finally stop.
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