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Reaping
The Devil no longer dwells at the crossroads
There is only a murder of crows and the starch scent of corn rows
A sacrifice fails to widen the rift
The moon does not give a fuck while the paradigm refuses to shift
Drawing a pentegram just makes you a foolish man caked with chalk
Standing with a useless bloody offering in a night so cold it shrinks your cock
The spirits have left the tarot, the ouiji no longer sucks marrow
Children do not fear a caravan of gypsies that are not artful enough to curse
The new age cults of blood are only faking their thirst
Six is just after five and before seven I am told
Harvesting of souls is now in corpus corporate control
Rising out of mouth holes steaming in factory grey
The competitor does not purchase that which is given away
Published 26th Mar 2011
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those last four lines make it for me. kudos for the witty irreverence. someone needs to balance the darkness, yes? enjoyed, sir. [:
26th Mar 2011 4:48pm
Brilliant..The competitor does not purchase that which is given away..excelllent poem..peace Crimsin
26th Mar 2011 6:56pm
The moon does not give a fuck when the paradigm refuses to shift
Drawing a pentegram just makes you a foolish man caked with chalk
Standing with a useless bloody offering in a night so cold it shrinks your cock
so straight to the point!
and the ending is absolutely genius
Harvesting of souls is now in corpus corporate control
Rising out of mouth holes steaming in factory grey
The competitor does not purchase that which is given away
Wow .. makes an impact
Drawing a pentegram just makes you a foolish man caked with chalk
Standing with a useless bloody offering in a night so cold it shrinks your cock
so straight to the point!
and the ending is absolutely genius
Harvesting of souls is now in corpus corporate control
Rising out of mouth holes steaming in factory grey
The competitor does not purchase that which is given away
Wow .. makes an impact
26th Mar 2011 7:17pm
thank you so much
I wrote it around 3:30 am in a delerious state and was not sure if it was any good
as a matter of fact I was not sure of anything :O
I wrote it around 3:30 am in a delerious state and was not sure if it was any good
as a matter of fact I was not sure of anything :O
Anonymous
27th Mar 2011 00:54am
'Six is just after five and before seven I am told
Harvesting of souls is now in corpus corporate control
Rising out of mouth holes steaming in factory grey
The competitor does not purchase that which is given away'
^ Beautiful. Poems of this subject fascinate me. I'm hopelessly addicted to 'Paranormal State' and 'Ghost Adventures' (two television shows of real-ghost evidence collecting type groups). I think you portrayed the subject brilliantly.
p.s. love the picture :]
Harvesting of souls is now in corpus corporate control
Rising out of mouth holes steaming in factory grey
The competitor does not purchase that which is given away'
^ Beautiful. Poems of this subject fascinate me. I'm hopelessly addicted to 'Paranormal State' and 'Ghost Adventures' (two television shows of real-ghost evidence collecting type groups). I think you portrayed the subject brilliantly.
p.s. love the picture :]
30th Mar 2011 6:58am
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