Wednesday, April 20, 2011

april 20th, 2011

Here's another cut-up written in collaboration with Miss Bojangles.

the enlightened inquisitor

We are meaningless bolts of animalistic cruelty
lost in working class delusion;
enthusiastic mimes latching onto shriveled worries.

The blood of the gutless man
emerges from infected wounds.
Annihilating creativity upon contact,
this gaudy, guile puss
waits upon a terrace of glistening destruction.

Eventually this handsome camouflage
melts into a pool of greasy defeat.
With the right weapons
it always will.

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