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döner macht schöner aber ich ess nie

Tags: poem, english

When He broke the third seal, I heard the third living creature saying, “Come.” I looked, and behold, a black horse and he who sat on it had a pair of scales in his hand.


a beer in my hand
then a piss in a bush
xans in the bedroom
geeked off the kush
half past nine, running dry
you came thru
bought an 18 pack
and we split it in two
didnt know what we
were getting up to
cuddled on the couch, you
were watching cartoons
slowly got up, said i
got something to do
headed outside, took
a piss off the roof

two more shots then i
broke the seal, looked up
at the sky saw the devil
on a black horse
headed right for me
flying in a crash course
spoke into my ear, and
his voice was all coarse

his fork-tongued words
hit my ears like sand
and he spoke in a language
that i didn't understand
my stomach felt tight
pale white in my hands
and i went back in at his command

then i didn't sleep
for the next three nights
and i didn't eat shit
popcorn, white rice
dancing damning dreams of
baby looking at me nice
sugar plums withered to
a kiss, a hug, and a good night

-.

soothe-speaking visions of
your eyes like a blue quartz
watching slowly, clouds morph
devil on a pale horse
memories in full force
time has come, no recourse
white wedding dressed corpse
wicca phase task force

-.

as she spoke, her eyes became green
stomach butterflies and weak knees
god has sent an angel for me
her hands crawled in my chest slowly
said, "it's your heart which i'm holding"
gently smiled and exposed her teeth
then ate it whole, as a wild beast
a soft call in the distance spoke in peace
hades
with arms open lovingly
and i fell

mutter-
seel-
inallein.
mutter-
seel-
inallein.