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"isfet" poems
Bleeding, missing platelets Like a fountain, Exsanguination Carcass, skin and bones left Bury me, burn me, you better remember me. Boy, get your paws right off me. Growl, howl, gnaw, all you want. Do not defile me. Leave, run for your life Go face your reflection and scream, monster. Snaked Nile, blue and white carry the scratched Sarcophagus to the end of the world. Mummified monster. Relic of the dark past Monster of today Destroyer of the bright future. Don't let him escape, I pray to Horus. Oh, the divine one-eyed one heed my prayers. Isis, guard him like Ra Fear him like Apophis. Otherwise, like ISIS he will destroy your dreams, Mesopotamia. Possessed by Set, blinded by red Constrain him before he kills your Osiris. Swamp, sudden snap. The jaws of Sobek One monster to the rescue of the other. Great Khnum, carry the golden coffin to the sea of chaos destroyed by Isfet or swallowed by the black snake. Keine pflege. Nephthys. Water, flood him bury him deep within the death bed. Vater, Moustached black man Ich werde dich nicht vermissen.
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Feb 1, 2020
Feb 1, 2020 at 7:59 AM UTC
Mummified Monster
Tick tock, Slow clock Piercing sound of Silence. Disturbance of tranquillity or is it the silence of the storm? Eye of the storm Hands of the clock Wings of time Ma'at or Isfet? Coming of Christ or Kalki Impending doom or Time of tranquillity What tidings do the stars bring? Frozen, bloodied dove in Berlin. Blaring sirens of the apocalypse or news of the red man Gorbachev which sound will come first? Carrefour, welcome Hecate. Blanche´s final invitation or Lisa´s ticket out of Dissocia which ride is it going to be? Sylvia, Blanche, Lisa, Sarah. Mahavira, Buddha, Moksh. Time, Destiny, Moirai, Jury What is the verdict? So much sound, yet no voice from the trachea. So much company, yet paint can only last so long. So many words, yet not a single syllable spoken. So much, yet none of it. Storm of Isfet, Impending Kalki Blaring apocalypse, Final Invitation. Snip my scarlet line, Atropos. Slow clock, Tick tock.
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Jan 31, 2020
Jan 31, 2020 at 4:47 PM UTC
Silence of the Clock