Quote:
Originally Posted by UnbornBuddha
Gaze before you turn to ash.
A haunting cursed laugh
Bellowing as thunder claps.
Winter in a summer dance.
Sun and moon contrast,
Roses blooming black.
The all-father is back,
No buffoon will last.
Wounds amass
As vacuous gas
We’re soon to gasp.
The vacuum is vast
Yet neurosis eats us;
A claustrophobic fetus
Panics in the womb.
Flashes of planetary doom.
We’re all in imaginary moods
Turning pages of solipsist fables;
Fantasies with solid liquid labels.
Flux of amnesia and dementia, yet
Superior to creatures with dyslexia.
Memories are the first to pass
Forget how to mourn the past,
Who I made love to first detaches.
Fuck off was her last words before passing.
The curse of falling for whores and manics.
Having orgies with sheep in wolf’s clothing.
Climaxing just when it looked hopeless.
Alcohol makes everyone a smooth poet.
Puzzle piece together amor from fragments.
Exquisite experience nothing more than facets.
Undulate as we explore tantra’s pattern.
Desecrating the sacred,
Spitting on your corpse and laughing.
I can feel your aura blacken.
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That's a harsh ending
My defenses are prickled as though you were an arch enemy
5 of 6 of my Russian Roulette bullets I will start emptying
I have some concerns about your verse, but I'm not questioning
I've taken photos of your death poses
I've clipped the thorns from your black roses
Give me a "sweet something" in verse form
that doesn't involve sheep fucking!
My apologies, as I'm highly literal
It's just my nightly ritual
Diagnose your frightening physical
Eminem said "careful what you wish for"
I say our music fades in discord
Caving to the demands, of This horde
Tell me what you wrote your list for
I wish to observe your God complex
You can compare it to my "for old time's sake" nonsense
I need more exercise before early health problem onsets
One day I'll tie together your words
Just as one day I will provide you, with a medical verse