The Space Between Home and Today
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Thrice now but beyond numerating The illusions of necrony hallucinated Intoxified death dreams fulfill fixation Narcotic born and breed time bomb sleeper agents The horseman, hope, is drowned in swamp-like glory In the dirt paths he trode and turned to mud with his tears The old mans last words still echo in my ears "Flagrant autumn sunsets of decades past hide now, but not well, in the Shadows of twenty junes cast" Inherited addictions to chemicals and tragedy Plow on until light, as if blood, is splattered to all corners Killing all small nights that are the dark alleys and abortion clinics that Spared us this birthright
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026
My best friend talks to broken glass. Behind every two fist twelve step twin face there is a demon vomiting his way out (two fisted twelve step twin face exorcism) My exorcism will be alone inside the shell of what I once was before (pockmarked cerulean) We always knew what those bottles represent (bottles of piss)
Submitted by Iron_Wraith — Jun 06, 2026
Within catatonic subsistence below dirt and ice, may the light from your halo Guide your lobotomy and may those hollow sockets never find eyes to witness The beast that now stand in its place NO WINGS You have no wings. They've been cut off when you fell from grace so Long ago
Submitted by Corpse Defiler — Jun 05, 2026
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