Monday, April 15, 2013

The Killer Awoke Before Dawn


the killer awoke before dawn

he put his boots on

and then he WALKED ON DOWN THE HALL...


"they've come to kill us!" in darkness vowed

bleeding from enemies never seen

imperfect beast in perfect world

wells of rage drink fire from his lips

he recites an ancient poem as the clip locks clean

bony finger points of death upon the road

as children of the scorned look away

nostrils flare in dreaming vengeance

the deliverer has come to deal

refusing his own plea

abel's scream still rings his ears

times who pray to cold chambered lead

"forgive my trespasses...

"...as i forgive not who trespass against me"

dead artist wreaks his splattered canvas

in blood of leprous paint

spewing metal's mercy

innocent witness sun

a child of the lizard land

descendant of eternal battles

lost in hallowed holocausts

guided blind hounds of war

miasmic mist chains his words

"who can love the lizard king?

"i can't do anything"



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