Monday, November 4, 2013

Midwest


Though not my first

You may feel special

I will show you pictures

To prove

That I love you

Ocular grenades

I find so piercing

Blue yet gray and furthermore

Past color

After bleeding much

From asking Jesus

To give my children eyes

They remain blind

Light cigarettes

And poke so blindly

What will regenerate?

Degeneration

Generations

Evolve

Blinded these babies did not ask for this

And yet you cursed

With protein shut their eyes

How could you?

No not my first

But make no mistake

I own you mind and body

From toe to head

Hypothalamus

I bend to my whim

Can you not feel your temperature rising

With love

Always with love

This is love

Much warmer than the blood on the floor

Love

Bargaining with that God in the Mirror

Leave the string alone

Do not rent out the gas chamber

But God wants immaculate count

Results without doubt

And who am I to criticize?

All I can do is cry

With love

As I love everyone

I love everyone

This diadem of boiled skulls

A testament to those I love

Why must you leave?

You cannot leave

I own you

You owe me

So decorate my dwelling forevermore

Your soul will live

Through my eyes

I love you.

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