Plague Monster

By Ortolan

the hate of deity, worship of self
rejection of familiar world creating new realms
"the biggest sinner is the youngest saint"
you'll move mountains of lead when dead
but until that pitiful swamp stinking day
I bid you a fine New Jersey
I scatter my ashes in the meadowlands
I rid me of what is unworthy
so as I die, so does the planet
can you see armageddon
three days of hallucination
strangeness
alien invasion
fourteen days of full cataclysm
apocalypse
dissolution to chaos
the labels change
the styles get deranged
the colors re-arrange
and then the people go away
you start to meet the strange
and no one writes as much as me
I'll bury your head in the sand
cannibalism strong overtly
mouth has formed from appendage so evil
yawning out locusts
aiming the arrow
covered in eyes
relief, killing everything

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Published on Saturday, February 7, 2015. Filed under: "Philosophical" and "Poetry"

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Comments on "Plague Monster"

On Tuesday, February 10, 2015, molock (314) wrote:

absolutely amazing, i give you a standing ovation. i try to be as open minded as possible about my ability as a writer, you my friend are far ahead of me. keep writing, i'll be reading.
On Sunday, February 8, 2015, FellowFutureFossil (24) wrote:

This is fantastic. I'm nobody, but you are another rarity on this site. Outshine the others.
On Sunday, February 8, 2015, Ortolan (214) wrote:

Thanks for reading.That is the best advice I've heard in awhile. - OE