Nephaesus

Coffins coughing echoes Ergo the snuffing munchkin Lunch's here. I'm clutching no rosary beads No saints clogged in these skunk seeds. Monk tolls - the Dead Sea scrolls Chemically blushed Omar Khayyamm rushed In quatrains trained to crush Yet acrid in grudge Leviathan reads Vertebrae twists and graphite dust Still what I was Less than worse Best of most Ghost.

And so the chest degloves With myriads of nymphs pulling hard, Circling around a dream he's no deserving of Bones click, they brake into shards. Ten times more demented As a genetic heritage and family fallacies, Wishing he had more time to vent it Instead of always owing apologies. Oozing venom, blooming ventricles Venting pesticide In a patterned flight Soaked in sour cyanide. This night he snapped, Tomorrow he's known as "clown", Tomorrow's a distraction from the fact That it's raining upside down.