Imagine, What If?

Kicking, screaming, tearing hair
Sweaty face and eyes ablaze
Deep inside the mammoth lair
Screeching silence, bloody haze

Gentle woman naked lying
Feasting beast, sacrifice
Viscous monster, babies crying
Untold sins of ancient rites

Soft and sweet, wet licking tongue
The silent prayers, will she be freed
Bound tight in oral ecstasy
Her climax waits to take the seed

People laughing, cheering, singing
Pyers burn for harvest time
Paper dancers, bells are ringing
Famine's end, how sublime

Winter springs and summer falls
Seasons echo, pay the due
When the day has come to call
Make the dead be born anew

Plunging hard into the darkness
Numb and tingling, orifice
Red lips open, slightly parted
Wants to take and give and give

Fading out like fleeting shadows
Down the hall into the grave
Bodies churn by fire light
The mouth commands, become my slave

Simple minded chanting peasants
Kill the life, thing be fed
To this birth bring the presence
Thankful crops for unloved dead

Madness drifting over ages
Piper calls, endlessly
Humans tortured, anger rages
Herded mass, never free

To look beneath this layer,
    Is to discover myself deep within, 
For in this kind of prayer, 
    Truth is no more a mortal sin. 
I went missing for thirteen years, 
    Thirteen hours and thirteen days, 
My mind had no concept of time, 
    The potion had set my soul ablaze. 
As I slid down deeper into the recess, 
    My mind’s eye finally recognized, 
The fluorescent colors vomited, 
    Were my demons being exorcised. 
So in the pit of sight and sound, 
    I found the center of my universe, 
As my subconscious came to light, 
    I found myself completely immersed. 
And I delved further into that swirl, 
    Into the core of my absolute being, 
Searching for true enlightenment, 
    With a sense that was really freeing. 
Voices rose up from the bottom, 
    Memories going up to the surface, 
Phantoms forgotten now evoked, 
    Reminding me of my purpose.