Gjenganger

Called forth from hell by shaman dwelling

In high mountain dells

Deep basement cells where dwell demons leathern, writ hating

For blood in mancies aid them

Causing on the Earth mayhem.


Skullcollapse at opendooring

Gjenganger disinterns himself 

Returns dirt-caked obstreperous, shambling fecklessly

Rising fathoms full five, lyingfather fetid lecher.


Funereal glads riven to rags by worms and worse

Pockets bulging with gravesoil

Bilge-swollen and ill-smelling 

Pregnant with maggots and death.


Downward-tending head lolling longing for talamh

Sagging wilting flagging as if with rubber discs fitted 

Decadent with latticing scars, past tense harms, purulent armour 

Lacking ballast, eviscerated by serrated glaives in solar servile ages 

Ruptured breast a grizzly sacred heart’s glazed veins

Gaze, viscera arrayed, unwholesome scientific displays

Flesh tiger striped inside, as if braised chargrilled

Cannibal’s shocking tipple, sprigged dill cut rockery

Beneath doc, parsimonious parsley, catnip and Persian persimmon.


Gravefreed pavewalking

Scathed by gangrenous wounds which released him from life, weeping.

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