August 11, 2022
FROM upon the top of anguished heads
the red lining of pink throats SCREAM
in dark secret the monster cries
I am devoured.
And the ancient earth’s rocks cry
singing, “Scream! Scream!”
While I wait for the effect of Life
the moment’s scent of poison
is destroying my heart as a demon
spits bile out by the slaughtered
:: 08.09.2022 ::
Writer, Artist. I like to paint abstract acrylic images onto canvas. I love to read everything, and I especially enjoy science, philosophy, and the arts. I'm new to the blog experience and I very much enjoy it! I hope to learn as much about all the features that WordPress offers and thank you -- my visitor -- for taking time to read my words. Peace and love...
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