Poetic Suggestions

Sunday, November 13, 2005

Bithin' in Her Sauna

Someone's bitchin' in her sauna.
I know its hot, and gruesome,
but her curses and incantations
will lead to her family's death

As he followed the Lords prophecies
he begun to realize, the weaker the heart
the stronger the bond with the divine
and the essence of reality stands in awe

Absorbing time in years of effort,
placing soft feelings on an oiled surface
a boiled menace-like regard for the unknown
he sat on his butt and brought death presents

Someone's still bitchin in her sauna.
I know its still hot and gruesome,
but the more she curses and the more she lusts
the more I laugh, the more I enjoy

Lo! I am the new creature
and the Lords, my Lords
have instructed me to create
to destroy, to murder, to rape.

So hush now,
lay down still,
and for the love of God
just ... Die

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