Sympathetic Scars by Kelly Abe
There's a war; There's a bloodbath;
A holocaust mud path.
A revolution revisionist digenous cud mass.
Regurgitate - chew - regurgitate - chew;
And feed on the puke that the wakened will run past.
Death, dishonor, malignance; the sickest
Ridiculous fictions fixate in our visions.
The populous dirty and hungry for deep fried morality -
A small metabolic totality.
But fuck it - there's a whore out there who I lived for -
A demon I nurtured and served as a gift store -
A slut with a Lucifer orifice jig-saw
That vice gripped my dick, framed my heart in a picture
Too dark to describe and I'm stuck under glass,
And my bones are too soft to dilute the diecast,
And the space between surface and ground is dissolving;
Perimeter visible, jailing around me;
The serpents of poison are sailing around me;
The angels of dishonest cunt-fuck have found me;
The fires of hell seem so cold in detention;
The world's black and white, small and losing dimension;
I can't break the glass - it'll shatter around me;
I can't break the cast cause the pressure will pound me;
I can't leave the ass cause the bastard'll hound me;
I can't keep the ass cause the bastard'll hound me;
I can't live my life cause the bastard'll hound me;
I live sacrifice cause that bastard surrounds me;
Stuck in a cheap fucking frame, under glass;
With a picture of falsehood that marks where I stand.
And a transparent ceiling that acts as the sky;
I can see past the boundaries but can't learn to fly.
This is my world that I seek to get broken;
This is the girl on whose passion I'm choking;
This is the desperate voice that's been chosen.
This is the devil - My words have been spoken.
Genocide - what?!;
Nuclear War - what?!
Poverty - what?!
Terrorism - what?!
Disease and Death - what?!
Hypocrisy - what?!
The only wrong in my world is a slut.