Cradle of Life
By MikeShank1989
I am the limb of the serpent's tree in Mesopotamia
Inundation was
not just common after harvest
The teacher's pet must have slithered
in for some extra credit the way he wrote the tale
Let's be honest
folks, the eye of tiger is between the Tigris and the Euphrates
The
cradle of life spun like a draedal on ice, between Valhalla and Hades
Let me use you, work through you, lurk to you with tent pitched intentions
Perusing your fuses, eluding confusion while the muses move my attention
Truth bruised from review, spewing tendrils of tooth, twisting and twining
penchants
Scratching synaptic collapse on papyrus, perhaps a deity
will define your descendants
Circles of celestial certainty, faith
forming fragile bands
Pressing on to ember alters, burning sacrificial
lambs
Smells of singed flesh and skin mesh with what the Gods demand
Pick your poison from the noise, use only what you understand
Saturating
breath baking inhibitions
Letting libido influence decisions
Sweating,
heavy hums and vibrant visions
Screaming vanity like sin and sanity
suffered collision
Warping worship to warships destined for coordinates
Playing pastor in the pasture to the flock of subordinates
Abhorring
whores by the score, courtesans questing ordinance
Spreading love
spread eagle spreads the wealth; you've lost the poor to this
The lips of legislators laden with jaded fact
Dividing riot acts
from silent pacts
Cuneiform concepts conceived from naught but black
I felt mistook as we built a rook in the fertile nook of Iraq
Like
if this was the line that defined the good book,
Then I'm glad the
shook took it back
Usurping unity, utilizing it's steam
Disturbing
youth in impunity, uncouth and unclean
Suburbing truth in the booth
and making it gleam
Bourbon soaked curb demons croak under the broken
yoke of your dream
A token loc "hella stoked" off puff and toke
and a tug and choke of lean
Recommending regular haters instead
of regulators
Pandora popped the box top and so we relegate her
We heard the herd was perturbed so we elevated the fader
Salivated
on hatred and malieated the maker
Author's Note:
A work in progress.Comments on "Cradle of Life"
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On Wednesday, February 20, 2013, Devilish
(2633) wrote:
Truth bruised from review, spewing tendrils of tooth, twisting and twining penchants.. my god your better than good your amazing sir. i am your number one fan in the world. there is no other like you . bows..
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A former member wrote:
For a work in progress, it's very good so far. It caught my attention like a fish in a net. Keep going. Heh. I wish to read more.