~*< Part One >*~


it's really hard to walk through glass
with shavings in my eyes
but this storm I've entered is
nothing compared to the one
that resides within me


broken toes and shattered screams
are all that fill these
twisted dreams

cough up blood and tear our hair
watch insanity fall down
the stair

laugh at nothing and weep for all
there is no time to effectively
stall

run and trip on faulty fences
separating us from our
sixth senses

where am I going? I've lost my way
the night hand-blasted this
wretched day



~*< Part Deux >*~


laughing and bleeding
the rain sends me
fleeting

from the maggots
that are
eating

away at flesh
upon the
shore

where terror lies
to destroy the
whore

who gave her meat
to those
ungrateful

deadbeats that are
worse than
hateful

glares aimed at
the blazing
targets

encircling
faces or our
regrets





Written July 2, 2006

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