Kos LV - Bone Casket

The effluvial grime
From these tomes
Arcane knowledge
From the ones who
Share his dreams
He gives no comfort
Brings no respite
This flagrant terror
It fills the core of me
Free from all conscious
The tendrils of old
Bind themselves to my flesh
And for this moment
The mortal folly of man
I can see beyond god!
Without the eyes to betray me
A sychophantic display
Of retention

Corpses in my stellar graveyard
To decay in my state of mind
Projections
clandestine
An ineffable change
To the flow of age
And syncopation
Of an unfeeling eternity
Burrowing beneath my skin and my flesh
Slowly turning me
Into a puppet
Whos constantly learning
The sway of the universe
Belching and churning
My vessel is full
My plectrums are hung
In one fluid motion
Ive turned from the sun
Appaling
This knowledge has
Clung to the well of my soul
With trembling breath

As if a tornado with any name
Could be less deadly
(Like death)
Situational sensations
Evade my apathy
(My agony)
My brightest day
A star renamed
Ill burn my name
Into this life, red

When the night spreads
Wake up in a daze
Dream of places where the ocean
Meets the sun
To my defense
Exposure to this knowledge
Taking dominion over my bones
Distortion reigns
And any shred of harmony
I once held steadfast
Must fall to the wayside
The shades in my head
Hide a stabbing desire
To coalesce matter
Marauding
Appalling
Destroying it after
Laughing and spilling its blood
And Performing a sacrifice
Welcome and worship disaster
Restlessly reeling in constant disgust
Grotesque incantations erupt from my stomach
Unconscious but powerful wills come to surface
The masochist desire screams
"I must be punished"

As if a tornado with any name
Could be less deadly
(Like death)
Situational sensations
Evade my apathy
(My agony)
It brings no comfort
Brings no respite
This flagrant terror
It fills the core of me
My senses dulled, slow
Gnaw at my soul, cold
The final thrashes have ceased
The plaster slips through the mold

The charred and flayed
Fragments of my once
Intreped thoughts
Destruction hangs
In the corners of every
Darted cornea
My soul is forfeit
My body is here for war
Destructions looms in this jet black surface O
The final folly of man is brought into the light

As if a tornado with any name
Could be less deadly
(Like death)
Situational sensations
Evade my apathy
(My agony)
My brightest day
A star renamed
Ill burn my name
Into this life, red

Written by:
Kenyatta Smith

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