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Bestirred from the Gutter

of squirming larva

The milky transparent haze

Causing myopia

Struggling to

Look upon the

The traitorous vermin’s

Filthy smirk

Engulfed with the

Scorched drool of the

Barbaric wantonness

Yearning to place those

Jagged teeth

In between the succulent

flesh

laced with

golden innocence

Petrifying the tired bones

From this unimaginable place

Liquefied and

poured into a deceitful dish

Hear the slurping

of the abomination

Witness the color percolate from

The sacred land

Never to be replaced again

Its a delusion

Crawling On all four

Embedded with a thousand

blistering eyes

Never taken by surprise

silhouettes of the forgotten ones

Stretching thru its skin

Confined inside

this perpetual resting place

Survival is a fabricated dream

A feverish nightmare it seems

With every step

It approaches

Understand the bleakness

Of your existence

Feel it

impale you

Vomiting its razor

Words thru you

It Cracks the surface

Black talons

It Opens the portal to nothingness

Witness the color percolate from

The sacred land

Never to be replaced again

Ripping their intestines

Scavenging the remains

Retrieving lost generations

Their bloodlines were sliced

From their limbs

Witness the color percolate from

The sacred land

Never to be replaced again

It’s nostalgia