Tuesday, November 5, 2013

All's Well That Ends


I can watch this place rot in time-lapse

I can think and spread damnation

How often I spend in silence

I am often suspended in kind

Dying in Oxy-Containment relapse

Dreaming a sickness I crave over all

Casting blame took forever

Oh well…

All is well.

I molt peeling layers of ephemera off my face

My salvation is calm

I will smile all the way up to the grave

Hell blazes a ‘No Vacancy’ sign

Praising reflections of amalgamation

And creating a Christ for the murder;

The murder of all

Oh well motherfuckers

All is constant

Constantly well

Now the tolerance is shifting

 In this game never ending

And all is well that ends.

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