Tag: horror
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“opened its mouth to receive your brother’s blood from your hand”
Body fresh as a Brennan’s loaf, not yet so yellow though. Burnt off my prints ages ago, Wore driving gloves for extra safety, blurry nights of excess and satiety. I’ve killed them in droves, you know (which you don’t, because I’m a pro) Shoved into holes Full fleshed some, others ash But mostly unindexed bones.…
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Rotting away in a private space
Use went from sparing to daily Used get it mailed in Rip open the pack and rail it the second it came in. Coke and horse, my arm invaded The syringe impaling Like the razorhoned beaks of the venom-leaking birds of Stymphalia Heart slowly failing, in the palliative cupboard below the clothes railing. It wasn’t something…
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We dug up the Shiteater’s hastily buried book of verse and were accordingly disturbed, an excerpt:
Heart on my sleeve, honestly I could see Piss glistening on the seat Busy piss listening Outside the cubicle on my knees I could see the feet Orchestra, key of pee Nery a day passes Without me hearing urinary tract action Or brown traction from the cracks of asses While I whack one out, I…
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Div-eyed and Conker
Unloading the full unholy capacity, One final sign tap, for anyone asking: No talking to the driver while the vehicle is in action. Terrifying sleepstealing cries, wolfrhapsodies, Viking raptures. Anpiels writhing at the fiery revelation from the unveiled cyphers. A trough holding a thousand pairs of melted eyes. Climbing fires like hellish ivy Wreathing high…
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An vision I had of the end of humanity, which stole my appetite
In fitful sleep and frightening waking dreams Visions of children screaming Crowds streaming through fissures in palisades King ears bent to hear what blatant schemers say Green given to grey, fields unto graves Around healing houses lofty railings raised, barring the saved Only curs and beaten slaves live unchanged in this changing age The wheel’s…
Alchemisland 