a seizure in a sharp suit.

by Captain Self-Destruct

“All roads head here”
now I’ve gone and done it
I’m crossing lines like they didn’t exist
my eyes never close and everyone knows
I hear her crying every second of the day
it will not let me sleep
“I’ve been waiting for you. Take what’s rightfully yours.”
I am the shadow, and I am the snake
I occupy the body of this person you refer to me as
the sound of her crying never stops
it lives in the air ducts
“You must meet with the Devil. You must shake his hand.”
The puppetmaster’s remnants decay (as the sky)
I am covered in flies
they burrow in my ears
easy now, brothers and sisters; keep your eyes on the screen

focus on the bogus missive
now look away and exhale entire galaxies

“I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so. I told you so.” 

(August 16, 2007)


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