THE OPEN MIC CYPHER

[UnbornBuddha]

Crucifix on your door
Lucifer on the floor
Begging for mercy.
His heavenly journey
Comes to an end
Like the Legend of Xerxes.
The paladin of Gehenna
Using his mind as a satellite antenna
To transmit frequencies to Vienna.
Where the antebellum Cinderella
Awaits her prince to return.
Awaken her by pinching her nerves
Princess when will you learn?
Fantasy is for the instance it occurs.
For now you have a village to nurture
Your fiefdom's serfs are here to serve you.
Hors d'oeuvres garnished with fresh herbs
As well as mouth watering Artisan desserts.
But darkness exists outside this castle
Ominous signs: barbarians defying chapels
And above our heads the skies rains gravel
Step outside and lightning crackles
Cumulonimbus rains drowning cattle.
Swords clashing, Ah! the sound of battle.
Clinking metal. Shouts of hazard
On your travels. Thieves with daggers
Rustling leaves with their ***kles.
Foreshadowing a scene of rapture
Serpent cyanide in the seeds of apples.
Our feet are shackled
From astral traveling to where dreams happen.
Sleep's madness.
My castlevania mistress's veins are addicting.
Ecstasy in a rave for mystic experience.
Aquinas hiding in a cave for distance,
Epitome serious. Fastidious obedience
To make appear his divinity's appearance
Pitying the spirits of insidious adherents.
Dorian Gray's debauchery privilege
Immortal portrait of his snobbery image.
A caballero hearing a damsel in distress
Save her to savor her strawberry lipstick.
Thereafter the bliss, swear to abstinence
No other could compare to her caresses.
What can I say? every Sagittarious obsessive
Compulsive need to unravel the present.
Until the memory of it is eternally etched in
And it becomes my cerebellum's antidepressant.