Cognitive Iniquity
As if a Roman comedy.
Pretentious and oblique.
Splattered
Upon the hollows
Convoluted dismay.
Pacing in circles
Trying to fit perfectly
In to this rectangular hallway.
Colored as if the sky drained
Itself if the crows
And the ground drained
Itself of the crowds.
Allow me in to your veins,
Inverted and ambivalent.
Crucify me upside down
A cuckold for the polytheistic,
Pacifistically antagonizing
The ever fluid functions
Of your churning
Imperious appeasement.
The rats will feast
On your pompous pride.
The maggots will feed
You to the grinding
Gears of hell.
Prepare to swallow.
The fetus of the earth
Will bleed you child.
Tenebrous and eternal.
Your descent
Corollary
Of your
Sin
.
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