The Earth, Moon & Sun
Orbit my floating body
A drop of water
Assimilating the Moon
Its surface
Purple
Filled with malice
Appear to shimmer
At the sound of my voice
Ling-Ch'ih
Death by a thousand cuts
A young boy cries out
Letting his insides fall
From his stomach
And onto the cold, stone columns
Of the causeway
Mother cooks breakfast
Knee deep in Ocean water
Eggs over-easy
My awakened state
Exudes
A chateau
On the dark side of the moon
Slobbering with wires
Taking away our ears
Beheading our women
With swords
Made of dark matter
Jun 1, 2014
Jun 1, 2014 at 4:35 PM UTC
The Earth, Moon & Sun
Orbit my floating body
A drop of water
Assimilating the Moon
Its surface
Purple
Filled with malice
Appear to shimmer
At the sound of my voice
Ling-Ch'ih
Death by a thousand cuts
A young boy cries out
Letting his insides fall
From his stomach
And onto the cold, stone columns
Of the causeway
Mother cooks breakfast
Knee deep in Ocean water
Eggs over-easy
My awakened state
Exudes
A chateau
On the dark side of the moon
Slobbering with wires
Taking away our ears
Beheading our women
With swords
Made of dark matter
