lines in the coils

spear-crash explodes in the hall between the houses
it swiftly outwardly flows the voltage in the outlet
the feeder of a raven crows clutching to the pulpit
some robed men have poisoned them with a single booklet
the bane of frost is eating all they got
every hearth displaced piled in this vacant lot
those who walked freely now must revise past thought
the ageless serpent never sleeps and always gets you shot
the cavern dwellers sky clad though veiled in the night
done pure black cloaks and golden masks evading all day light
they speak in altered rhyming speech colder than the breeze
blowing smoky lies across the land a specter or hex indeed
their venom is poignant for they are the pale serpent from the deep
many epochs have passed though they still last in dark antiquity
the vein is tapped the lease has lapsed were dying in the street
the sanguinary forked tounge upon thy flesh feeds
therefore be aware for now the shifting about innumerable voices
you are nothing but a cow until you learn how to hold silence
the shaking of knees at bare frequencies clanging in head
must be removed like the swine that drew all the lines and make a profit on your death

lines in the coils

missingjosh

Lackawaxen, United States

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