THE COMING


~Affix your gaze upon this Babylon for the beast has now torn loose of it~

~ Bring my seeds to life in concubines when I levitate this crucifix~

~Face the plague I place upon the blade to engage beneath the skin~

~ A Puppeteer of sin, hovering hands over Scotty Peterson~

~Put ya readers rims on this beetle eating Jesus deep within ~

~Snag the line of an ancient papyri scribed that lies beneath the sand~

~ From the Ark of Evolution all seas will part beneath this hand~

~Full acoustic execution from the day I walked off speaker stands~

~Like an imp in a Jimi Hendrick lick you picked authenticate~

~I’m on time as if my skins affixed no matta how Slim it gets~

~As I sit peering rearview tints at comp diminishin~

~without an inkling sense~

~ they’ll never raise a thought from a pen again~