Demon Feeders  

 



A steady breeze
gains strength
amidst this unease
dead faces from hell
express and excel
their mute torn screams.



In agonising distortion
they capitalise
through silent torture
through decomposition
these things  
are grinning
before you.



In a disgusting ,crumple
of distressed, mess
they peer diagonal
in nodular blinks
of grotesque.



Multi eyed
and all fissure spiked
they sit hiding
in the halls
of sideways sight.



Distorted in some
state of dissection
like a strained, aborted
insect , exoskeleton.



They feed off
your negative energy
that bleeds from
oppression , war and anxiety.
  
    
 
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