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02-14-04, 01:19 AM
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Penskills-...II...
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...II... What man renames himself God and claims the axe of Thor, and buries it in his thorax and poverty-scorched hapless shores? Crimson lightning flashed, as acid splashed in smolderin’ rains I carried my dying brother on my back, to ‘shoulder the pain’ The air was suffocated with snow, as white sheets split the sky. Warm flakes of ash, without a storm break, whizzed on by. "… Hell always looks prettier in Christmas time," my brother’s distant sigh, as radiation death kissed his mind. The shakiest steps, I moved through War’s irradiated breath of air, from Aries’ scary death-emaciated chest… pass the fried bastardized children of a whore atom bomb laid torn, scattered on the White House war-ravished lawn. To the Capital where kids evaporated on the National Mall, the intense heat printing their shadows on the back of the walls! The shadows … they seemed to almost breathe, cackle and call Shadows of past acts and blissfully ignorant works of camouflage! The Shadows!! Pain and slavery’s acid venom slathered in them. Shadowed victims eyes, victimized by holo-Costly chattel systems Ghostly, shackled woman and men, exhaling Hiroshima dust decompose and combust, images of atomic corrosion and rust Sliding shadowed visions of imprisoment, shades of confinement The Capitol cast shadows of mass class assasination assignments Embattered, they coughed; shadows on Lincoln’s blackened bust I watched them gather and crawl across the walls… after us! I fled through the red rain, the shadows screaming in dead pain Until my head ached, straining from my brother’s undead weight! They angrily danced to African rhythms and Mayan sing-a-longs I ran amidst the throngs, through shadows of burning synagogues! The grinning-jawed Negatives of deception, false god ‘erections,’ raping and desecrating the virginity of moral insurrection… I collapsed and the shadows attacked, happily snacked and slashed! Feasting on me, jaws actively and rapidly rabidly snapped! I screamed savagly, seeing my arm severed at the elbow joint Leaving strings of ragedy flesh they lept at my chest cavity next! I'm actually 'blessed' to see it all, my brother in unconscious sleep silently being mauled, while his skin begins flaking off in sheets I covered him like toxic debree through the horrible haunting But when I turned …we were alone under a loose sauntering awning… We were covered in white ash. Aries’ unusual beautiful snow fall carpeted the dead and the shades of illusions, chewing my bones off. We were still held in hell, among the walking dead and dying under reddened skies where acid rain and flesh were left colliding. I leaned against a wall, in my own vomit, my brother in his, dreaming about a White Christmas Before all this...
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