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Icky Figures
Corroded blood clots brake upon unexploded bomblets
That lay dormant in rice fields that cover tracks for cocaine deals
When fingers pry they tend to fly
Searing pain to never mend but remain removed
Sticky fingers
As the blood dries and lingers
We were meant to paint the roses red
But we just powdered our noses instead
Now white funeral flower’s ovaries bleed menstrual pollen
So I chisel a stone mural of her seven seas upon the god column
To stain the endless void of speckled crystalline alkaloids
Explain everlasting rest with the ancient Deus Ex
Watch the children sleep with blissful ignorance
While eternal wake robs you of dreams
And you take your place upon your knees
Begging and heading towards an early grave
And if heaven exists you will taste the flame
That lay dormant in rice fields that cover tracks for cocaine deals
When fingers pry they tend to fly
Searing pain to never mend but remain removed
Sticky fingers
As the blood dries and lingers
We were meant to paint the roses red
But we just powdered our noses instead
Now white funeral flower’s ovaries bleed menstrual pollen
So I chisel a stone mural of her seven seas upon the god column
To stain the endless void of speckled crystalline alkaloids
Explain everlasting rest with the ancient Deus Ex
Watch the children sleep with blissful ignorance
While eternal wake robs you of dreams
And you take your place upon your knees
Begging and heading towards an early grave
And if heaven exists you will taste the flame
Published 20th Nov 2012
| Edited 21st Nov 2012
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20th Nov 2012 10:11am
Phew! You paint with some fairly vicious strokes in this...
Some hard, and somewhat fierce imagery here, but I liked it all the same.
Uley
Some hard, and somewhat fierce imagery here, but I liked it all the same.
Uley
20th Nov 2012 12:04pm
24th Oct 2016 6:37pm
"We were meant to paint the roses red
But we just powdered our noses instead" ------ I love this quote right here!!!
That line can have soo many meanings. Pen on, my friend!!
Darker.
But we just powdered our noses instead" ------ I love this quote right here!!!
That line can have soo many meanings. Pen on, my friend!!
Darker.
