Vitreous by Sulphur Sun

Thief! This bag of teeth, rattle the gospel of my convalescence.
Held in palms, potent palms. While I wolf down brackish venereal dreams.

(Every) Obsidian Dawn, (an) obtrusive...

Void, each touch void.

We pull from and toward the abyss.

I gaze up as curved slender forms dance. Can I move. From..

where comes this wrongness. The blades of damocles burn with joy.

A miriad of slashes have blunted the blade.

The State!

Colonize and sodomize, all infant worlds, push the frontier of human kind

Axiomatic, dogmatic , martial scum of decadence

They gaze across the fence, .......As birds of prey sing with my plucked teeth

Penetrate the weak.... with miasmic virtues

False!
"Or am I false?"

"Proud to be proud"

Feces smeared hands penetrate my wounds

My skin crawles as they dance around

me, I am theirs, weakness is inherent, to us all

Take a Stone, the Sun smiles, grind my bone

Frantic words sing the chorus of the birds "I am not potent"

My existence, a question I am not allowed to debate


He who has only eyes for the worms and cheese
Worms and cheese
Let them breed until the sun hungrily devours them
"The only hierophany to the tyrant, is you!"


Why wouldn't you accept me giving life, or is it the worms?
That take all away!
The warmth of another..beautiful body


Bloated words, unpragmatic and hollow

"Oh my dear reader, aren't you already bored?"

The Veil has thinned, carved away with..


Picks of stupidity in dialect with hammers of blissfull ignorance

They claw at each other, who of the herd is the loudest

Bloodied hands digg and digg

Let the sun give birth, to the first

The first stone that devours tendons and crushes bone


You don't understand the human mind

Oh Optimist, feeding the populist

Break the chain

Obliteration paralysis

Castrate the weak? Pluck their teeth!

Thriving, they wield the power of the sun

Thrive

"At last we thrive"

This celestial cesspool

Vitreous to us all

Flares of immediate agitation

Paralysed I observe, a part yet severed

Vitreous veins crumble at the touch

of iron

Miasmatic[sic], venereal hordes

"Paracelsic"[sic]metaphors given flesh

Irradiate terra

And I, the worm in the cheese

Smile
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