Thursday, January 10, 2019

drugged on punishment

Hark the bite of winter
Fangs dripping blood of sinners
Intolerable and unforgiving
Punishment seeps in deep tissue

The pain it hits
Like an off-market drug
You are out of your body
Floating on thoughts

You view yourself from above
Writhing like an animal
Trapped in the paroxysm
Of an alien passion

Then comes the silence
In the aftermath of violence
You watch the magic leak
From the bones of the world
-==-=-=-=-
Alien visions of a world traumatized by pain and lust. The hunger that sits in the pits of their bellies, snakes unfurled and ready to strike down those who disobey. There is nothing sacred, there is no truth. There is only what we do and how we suffer.

And of course, I love you. 

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