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Regeneration
REGENERATION
A supper for those who crawl was had.
Gnawed ripped, eaten and digested.
A reclamation by the father of what was by slap dash formed.
Dormant laid the bare frame of youth extinguished.
With spirit in storage awaiting judgment.
Then in silence came hermaphrodites writhing.
These lithe, plump streaks of meat began to pulsate.
Ten multiplied thrice over the sticks of humanity.
Converging to throb, they began to rebuild.
Summoned from oblivion, blood seeped up and ran in obedience into body.
As viscera and skin was woven anew.
By creatures in palpitation engaged in a dark copulation.
From death to life in a glorious rewind.
And in one blow through box, penetration of soil
hand was raised victorious from grave.
Death in volition crawled.
Naked and upright to walk as his resuscitators dropped and died.
Waiting to greet the reborn were obsequious Angels
To him they came to serve and teach.
With wrongs to be set right outlined.
With him rejuvenated by the cold breath of vengeance.
They sought to craft a self-serving malevolence.
Re-created to be constructed into a reaper.
Reawakened the boy so buried by will, hate and earth.
Written by SonofHowarh
© 2010 All Rights Reserved.
(From the collection “Midnight On Moonlight”)
A supper for those who crawl was had.
Gnawed ripped, eaten and digested.
A reclamation by the father of what was by slap dash formed.
Dormant laid the bare frame of youth extinguished.
With spirit in storage awaiting judgment.
Then in silence came hermaphrodites writhing.
These lithe, plump streaks of meat began to pulsate.
Ten multiplied thrice over the sticks of humanity.
Converging to throb, they began to rebuild.
Summoned from oblivion, blood seeped up and ran in obedience into body.
As viscera and skin was woven anew.
By creatures in palpitation engaged in a dark copulation.
From death to life in a glorious rewind.
And in one blow through box, penetration of soil
hand was raised victorious from grave.
Death in volition crawled.
Naked and upright to walk as his resuscitators dropped and died.
Waiting to greet the reborn were obsequious Angels
To him they came to serve and teach.
With wrongs to be set right outlined.
With him rejuvenated by the cold breath of vengeance.
They sought to craft a self-serving malevolence.
Re-created to be constructed into a reaper.
Reawakened the boy so buried by will, hate and earth.
Written by SonofHowarh
© 2010 All Rights Reserved.
(From the collection “Midnight On Moonlight”)
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